Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 437 The goddess is always fickle

Vivid, quite vivid.

The vivid expression seemed as if the goddess had jumped out of the statue.

What a joke, he just said one sentence, there's no way the other party would find out, right?

Eros held his head high and praised the statue in front of him very naturally.

"What a beautiful and heroic goddess. It is worth my trip to see such a beautiful goddess."

He lies with open eyes without any guilt. What kind of charm can be found in a statue?

But after Eros finished praising it like this, the statue, which had originally had a ferocious expression, became a little gentler, and the lion under it also lay dormant again.

md, what a stingy and vain goddess.

Eros rolled his eyes. How could there be a god who did not do his job but just stayed in his temple and stared at the people praying?

And he almost got punished by God just because he said that she was a goddess.

So stingy, not generous at all.

Although Eros just rolled his eyes slightly to express his speechlessness.

But it was obvious that this small action of his was also caught by this stingy goddess.

The statue's expression instantly turned into a ferocious one, and the muscles on the bronze lion's back bulged instantly.

In an instant it turned into a living creature, and pounced on Eros, wanting to tear the disrespectful couple to pieces.

"Not really? So stingy?"

Eros finally couldn't help but complain out loud, and took a light step sideways to avoid the bronze lion's claw attack.

As soon as he started to complain, the statue's expression became even more ferocious.

Stingy? Regardless of whether it is really stingy or not? How can a mortal be qualified to judge God?

The divine power gradually rose and gathered together. Outside the temple, the sacrifices impaled on spears struggled in extreme pain.

They twisted their bodies, opened their mouths wide, and blood flowed from their limbs and dripped onto the ground.

However, the people who were performing sacred acts with the holy prostitutes in other temples were unaware of this and instead became even more madly obsessed with the rhythm.

She does not hide her power at all. She can influence the environment and people around her with just a thought, showing her uniqueness as a god.

The wails of pain and the sounds of comfortable joy together form beautiful music.

Amidst this music, the goddess finally spoke.

"Disrespectful mortal, please use your internal organs to appease my anger and repay your transgression."

The voice was indifferent and calm, yet it carried a strong sense of malice, and one could tell at once that this was definitely a bad woman.

"It's just a few words, why are you so stingy?"

After all, Eros had stayed in Greece for too long, and in that comfortable environment, he had long been accustomed to speaking without restraint.

It was just a small complaint, he had also made more pointed sarcasm to his face, so he was naturally used to it.

But today, he encountered a very orthodox evil god.

Metis in his mind finally spoke up and laughed.

"I was wondering who it was. It turned out to be her. But why did she come here?"

"But it doesn't matter. Take off the veil covering your face. As long as you play to your strengths, she will be invincible to you."

Indeed, this goddess has a great background and extraordinary strength.

But since ancient times, heroic women have found it difficult to resist handsome men. For Eros, this lord was exactly the kind of person he was easiest to deal with.

Although it is a bit confusing, if he doesn't listen to the built-in brain, then why did he install this built-in brain?
Eros obeyed Metis's words without thinking, and took advantage of the gap to avoid the attack of the bronze lion to tear off the veil on his face. As the veil fell gently, Eros followed Metis's instructions and showed his most beautiful and best smile.

Also known as the smiling beautiful boy, this is a general skill that Eros uses to kill most of the goddesses.

For most goddesses who have low-level interests and only like to look at faces, this opening move is the decisive one.

In fact, this is also the reason why Eros appears less and less in public now.

After all, too much charm is sometimes not a good thing. At that time, Achelous caused a huge eruption of water. Eros still remembers it.

Because during that period of time afterwards, the Sirens would often send him a plate of fresh caviar as a sacrifice.

But today, this trick seemed to have worked once again.

Eros raised his head and looked directly at the statue in front of him with a bright, confident and sunny smile on his face.

The young man who was facing the terrifying evil god showed the most perfect smile in this situation.

If someone else saw this scene, they might be overwhelmed for a moment, and then feel regret and grief the next moment.

Because no matter how beautiful the smile is, facing the bloodthirsty and evil goddess, it will inevitably turn into a corpse on the spear.

The bronze mad lion leaped up with all its might, opened its bloody mouth, and pounced on the smiling young man.

If he were to be touched in the slightest, this handsome boy would instantly turn into a bloody corpse, and no trace of him would be visible anymore.

The young man seemed to be frightened and stood there motionless, welcoming his own death.

But the bronze lion in mid-air was suddenly stopped, and a slender hand slapped on its bronze body.

Unimaginable power erupted in an instant, without even the chance to fly out or let out a wail, and it instantly shattered into countless pieces of debris.

"Huhu."

The fierce woman who smashed the bronze lion with a slap and saved the "beautiful boy" Eros was now gasping for breath.

Her eyes were fixed on Eros, bright and fiery, but she looked a little insecure.

"Mortal. No, my poor believer who came from afar, I scared you a little just now, didn't I?"

"It was just a joke. I was just trying to scare you."

Clapping his hands and shaking off the bronze fragments on the ground, the goddess in front of him spoke in a nonchalant manner.

Her appearance is so different from the majestic and tall image in the statue that it is even hard to believe.

The narrow and purple-red eyeliner makes her face delicate and charming, but also filled with a sense of rebellion because of this brightly colored makeup.

In other words, a villainous girl with a bit of a landmine vibe.

Her figure was not as tall as the statue, but she was not petite either, just very slender, and her exposed waist was as enchanting as a snake.

Eros glanced at her and finally murmured in his heart.

No wonder he is so stingy, it turns out that his mind is not broad enough and he cannot tolerate others.

Naturally, he couldn't avoid such a look from the sensitive goddess in front of him.

She was very sensitive to Eros's eyes, and from the details of his expression, she could roughly understand what Eros meant.

However, no matter how stingy she was, she could still understand the truth that you can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child.

This minor problem can be tolerated for the time being.

　Anat, Astarte, Inanna, Ishtar
　　Which name do you prefer?

　　Personally, I want to use Astarte because I like Space Rin more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)