Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 355 It Should Have Been Like This Long Time Ago

Artemis is the embodiment of the power of the wilderness, the goddess of nature and hunting, and a woman with a complex divinity.

She is as cruel and gentle as nature. She can accommodate everything, but she will not cling to anything.

So Apollo thought his sister was a little pitiful. She understood human principles, but sneered at human emotions.

This may be a kind of unrestrainedness, a life attitude that others would envy, the freedom and happiness of wandering unrestrainedly in the wilderness.

But whether it is human or God, they actually yearn for things that they do not have.

People yearn for the realm of God, where there are no desires, no demands, no constraints, and they are free.

But God desires human emotions, and wants to be able to better experience the countless feelings in this world, even if they are mostly complicated and painful.

As the leader on this road, Apollo naturally felt a little sorry for his sister.

But now, Apollo didn't have the time or the idea to have a long talk with her.

After binding Artemis, Apollo dragged her by one hand and returned from outer space to Mount Olympus under the sky.

She said that she wanted her sister to see everything she did with her own eyes.

Let my sister witness my union with Eros with her own eyes. No matter how unacceptable she is, she will change, right?
Moreover, she relied on this approach to make her sister understand that she could not stop her from doing anything she wanted to do.

In a sense, Artemis' expectations of Apollo were indeed mostly met.

She did maintain her extreme self, pointing in front of Artemis.

If she objects, they will simply tie Artemis up and force her to accept.

Very good, now no one can disturb me anymore.

Although he was still dissatisfied with his own strength, Apollo was still happy and looked forward to what was to come.

Although the incident happened suddenly, my reliable gods and Muses should be able to help me keep Eros.

But this joy and trust were broken the next moment they returned to Mount Olympus.

In his own temple, the person he had been waiting for for a long time and was thinking about was now being greedily eaten by the gods he trusted.

The Muses surrounded Eros, greedily sucking his fingers and skin, squeezing their plump breasts, and using everything they had to please him.

An intoxicating silvery feeling filled the entire hall. The Muses' wine-soaked bodies reflected the light, making even Apollo, the god of light, feel a little blinded.

They licked, sucked and nibbled the Eros in the center with an immersed and fanatical look, as if they had gained great satisfaction just by doing this.

In several important positions, there was a scramble and competition among people, all trying to use the softest parts of their bodies to take on the responsibility.

Even the steady Meleta, whom Apollo regarded as an elder, was among them, sucking greedily.

This unexpected scene stunned Apollo and Artemis, who then suddenly sneered.

"See, that's his nature. As soon as you're away for a little while, you'll blend in with the others."

There was a strange smell in the air, as well as traces of the authority that they, as gods, were very familiar with.

And although Eros was happy as he was trapped in the ocean of female bodies, he was actually a little surprised.

It was the first time I used it, and I didn't get the right degree of control. The impact seemed to be a bit too great, causing these muses to fall into a state of frenzy.

If he added a little more, Eros had no doubt that he could really make these goddesses crazy about him.

Even tearing him into pieces and eating him was not impossible. Every inch of his body could feel the passionate bodies of the Muses, and even his eyes, mouth and nose were filled with the elegant fragrance of the goddesses.

Eros didn't even notice that Apollo had returned with Artemis, and was still busy with the matter at hand.

When Apollo came to his senses, his already depressed mood, coupled with Artemis' provocation, added fuel to the fire.

She was fighting with her sister on top, while her own God was partying with the person he liked below?
I can't stand it any longer.

Apollo took immediate action and blasted all of his cheating gods off Eros' body.

Eros' eyes, which had been obscured by darkness for a long time, suddenly saw the sunlight, and his breathing instantly became smoother.

But when he turned around, he saw Apollo with a very unhappy look on his face and Artemis with her hands and feet tied.

There was a hint of embarrassment on his face for a moment, but only a little bit.

After all, didn't Apollo originally invite him to the party today? He could only say that he had started eating early, and there was no moral issue.

However, seeing that Apollo seemed very angry, Eros still had to explain something.

"Ahem. Sorry, I've never used this thing before and I accidentally messed it up."

"Don't blame them, it's not their fault."

After hearing Eros' explanation, Apollo subconsciously chose to believe it, but Artemis, who was brought by her, said coldly.

"It's just a poor excuse. If he doesn't want to, can some weak goddess force him there?"

MD Artemis, although I like your long legs, please don't be so ignorant of the situation and ruin my show!

With Artemis around, Apollo seemed less easy to fool, so Eros had to change his explanation.

"You know, I now hold the position of the God of Love. There are some things that I cannot control just because I want to."

I learned this statement from watching Aphrodite control Hephaestus.

At that time, Eros thought this excuse was ridiculous. Of course the God of Love should love people and love them deeply. Who could refute this?
This time, of course, I put my learning into practice.

However, when Apollo heard his words, his eyes looked a little dazed.

At this moment, she thought of what Aphrodite said the night she caught her attacking Eros.

Love and emotions are the most unreliable things. Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty, said so, and Eros also confirmed what she said.

Perhaps as the God of Love, it is impossible to expect loyalty.

For a moment, Aphrodite's words that night, Artemis's warning just now, his own inner thoughts and the encouragement of power, all mixed together.

If emotions cannot be relied upon, what can we use?
"Apollo? Are you okay?"

As Eros asked in confusion, Apollo stepped forward and roughly pushed him down on the soft sofa.

If there is anything you can rely on, it is only your own strength.

Under numerous influences and stimulations, Apollo finally embarked on an extreme path.

If Eros is not loyal, then force him to be loyal.

Imprison the god of love and love him alone.

(End of this chapter)