Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 330 You Really Look Down on Me

"Ahem, Goddess Demeter, why are you so angry? There must be a misunderstanding."

In the end, it was Athena who stood up and spoke to help Eros out.

It's not that she was unwilling just now, but it's really welcome to see an old mother beat up the scumbag who deceived her daughter.

Athena was so caught up in the moment that she forgot her own position and purpose.

It is obvious that the matter between Demeter and Eros must be related to Persephone.

Even if you don't know exactly what's going on, you can guess what's going on by looking at this appearance.

Athena could even guess the approximate time of the incident.

It was estimated that while they were fighting hard against Hades, who had sovereignty over the underworld, Eros was secretly doing bad things behind them.

Thinking of this, Athena also wanted to support Demeter. It was indeed necessary to fight.

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding? It's none of your business, so don't interfere!"

Demeter had a fierce look on her face, and the sickle in her hand was sharpened to a shiny finish. It was obvious that she had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

If possible, she actually didn't want to participate.

Athena sighed helplessly in her heart. This kind of thing really wasn't something she should get involved in.

But on the one hand, he and Eros now have common interests, and on the other hand, Athena also needs an excellent debut battle.

Athena, the goddess of wisdom who once could only rely on her wits and protection, is now completely different.

Athena's debut battle in Athens was disrupted by Eros, so she had no choice but to hold it today.

"I'm so sorry, please calm down for a moment."

Athena stretched out her hand and summoned a spear and a shield. Her white dress turned into a skirt armor, and the divine aura of Pallas spread out with some authority of war.

Demeter's attention was also slightly distracted, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes, but she soon understood what Athena meant.

"It seems that you are treating me, your elder, as a stepping stone."

The anger was temporarily diverted, and Demeter, the aunt, also rushed to the arena outside the sky with her niece Athena.

"Okay, okay, it's finally my turn, right?!"

Ares, who had long been unable to contain his excitement, could not help but speak after Athena left.

Just now when Athena revealed some of the aura of power in war, she would have been unable to hold back if Hera had not warned her.

What a perfect opponent for a war that came from the same origin as hers?
But today, she had other things to do and couldn't start a war with Athena.

"Eros, come quickly, let's fight, let me taste your power."

Ares' face was full of excitement and frenzy. War, fighting, fear and blood were her favorite things.

She liked it no matter if Eros was too weak and was easily killed by her, or if Eros was extremely powerful and pinned her to the ground and beat her.

War is war, and it has nothing to do with the weak or the strong. Just like a certain fat major, Ares just enjoys this feeling.

Hera on the throne couldn't help but frown. She was really helpless about Ares's appearance.

As the most beloved child of the King of Gods and the Queen of Heaven, shouldn't he behave with more grace?

This mad dog-like look really made Hera feel ashamed.

"Ares, if you can't wait, how about we settle the score first?"

Hephaestus, wearing a half mask, weighed the forging hammer in his hand, and flames continued to burn along the hem of his skirt with his breathing.

The scorching temperature also seems to confirm that this volcano, which was once dormant, is gradually recovering from its active phase.

The changes in Athena and Hephaestus are very obvious.

One was a goddess of wisdom, but now she has become a god of war. The other was always taciturn, sensitive and withdrawn, but now she is as passionate as fire.

The changes in the two people were obviously influenced by Eros.

Therefore, they are also Eros' allies, helping him to resist attacks from other gods at this time.

Ares was in a dilemma when faced with Hephaestus who stood up.

She was torn between the two choices: her sisters who were never willing to face her head-on and the mission required by the Mother Goddess.

Fortunately, Hera was prepared for this situation.

"God Hephaestus, you probably won't have the chance to intervene this time."

The god who was half man, half fish, but had arms like crabs said in a muffled voice.

"I also want to compete with you to see whether the wrath of the earth or the wrath of the ocean is greater."

Its name was Phorcys, son of Gaia and the primordial sea god Pontus, the Fury of the Sea.

Although it is a sea monster, it can indeed be considered a god, so it is naturally qualified to participate.

Although it is clearly a direct descendant of Gaia, Zeus has never discriminated against it or made things difficult for it.

Any god has the opportunity to speak on Mount Olympus.

This was the promise Zeus had made.

And now, although Hera does not have many people available, Gaia's many children do have a lot of manpower.

If Eros didn't have a lot of helpers, he would probably have been defeated in a round-the-clock battle today.

Even so, the goddesses who could help Eros the most, Hades, Athena and Hephaestus, also had their profits divided among them.

And Apollo was obviously being watched by his old rival Helios.

If Eros had to fight alone, he would have had a hard time today.

But fortunately, he is not alone.

Even if Hephaestus was stopped by someone, the only one who appeared in front of Eros was Ares.

Facing Ares, who was as impatient and excited as a rabid dog, Eros glanced at him casually, then turned to look at Hera at the top.

An Ares? Was this what Hera had planned?

This arrangement was too stupid. She might as well let Ares stop Athena and let Demeter go.

Eros did have some contempt and disdain for Ares.

Although he seems to be a powerful god of war, is he just a stepping stone for Greece in vain?
There was even a legend about her being sealed in bronze by mortals, unable to escape, and having to rely on Hermes to save her.

Eros understood Hera's expectations for Ares, but unfortunately Ares was really a weakling and could not live up to these expectations at all.

"Eros, no one can help you now. Let's start our war quickly."

Ares' long hair was burning with blood-red flames, and a bloodthirsty and tyrannical aura emanated from her.

No matter what Eros was thinking, she couldn't wait to have a thorough fight with him.

The fight ends when the opponent's head is twisted off and stuck on a spear as a symbol of victory.

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it."

Eros stood up, his face full of calmness.

"It turns out to be you in the end. You really underestimated me."

　It’s the last day of the month, so let me ask for monthly tickets as usual.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)