Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 450 Eros: Do Not Hurt a Single Person

In the end, Astarte forced a smile and left her chamber with a pale face.

In order to maintain her face and dignity, she acted as if Eros could not hurt her at all.

But whether it actually hurts or not, only she herself knows.

All Eros knew was that when Astarte left the room for the last time, her face was stiff and she never mentioned whether Eros was qualified or not.

"It seems that your divinity is also slowly improving. It is really appropriate for you to come to Canaan."

Metis waited until Astarte left before speaking.

"There are too many gods that have been shattered and died here. The broken divinity almost fills the entire world. You can also gain a lot of benefits from it."

"If you can swallow the entire Canaan, you should have enough to almost achieve balance."

If Canaan had not been in the early stages of the world's development, Eros would not have had this opportunity.

After all, a stable world naturally has a stable order and it is impossible to tolerate such things from happening.

"Swallow Canaan"

Eros groaned, thought for a moment and said.

"But if that happens, won't that mean we'll have to break off relations with Mesopotamia?"

"So what you mean is"

It was not difficult for Metis, who was one with Eros, to guess what he was thinking, but she was a little surprised.

"Generally speaking, Mesopotamia is still a little far away from us and is not in our conquest plan for the time being."

"But if you want to play Baal Hadad well and use Astarte to try to break in from the inside."

Metis fell silent, as if mentally calculating the pros and cons, as well as the possibility of success.

After all, Canaan is just a small derived world. Even if they don't use any tricks, they are sure to win.

But the Mesopotamian world is even more vast than the Greek world, and it has spawned many other worlds, which is not so easy to deal with.

After a moment's silence, Metis gave her opinion.

"Although the possibility is relatively low, it is worth a try. After all, if it succeeds, our profits will be considerable."

"Even if we fail, as long as you can hold on to Astarte, we are confident that we can take a big bite."

In this case, let's plan for the long term.

Eros had an idea in mind. It seemed that he had to pay more attention to Astarte and not mess around.

"Speaking of which, are you plotting something bigger, or are you simply reluctant to part with Astarte?"

Metis said this out of the blue, leaving Eros speechless.

What is he thinking? Doesn't Metis in his mind know it? He must say it out loud.

Can't he be given a little positive image occasionally?

"Okay, let's not talk about this. Astarte should go get the appropriate authority now. Should we take advantage of her absence?"

"Haha, I think it's good for me this way. I don't need to separate from you anymore and connect with you in other ways."

Not sure if it was intentional or she really didn't like it, but Metis declined Eros' invitation.

"Tsk, really not?"

Eros, who was about to continue chatting with Metis, suddenly felt something and raised his head.

This sea breeze carries the fishy smell. No, this guy actually dares to come back?

Outside the temple of Astarte, the sea water was rising silently. Giant fish with blood gushing out of them floated up from the sea, staring hatefully at the temple on the top of the mountain.

Yam, whose shark fins were chopped off by Astarte, ran back secretly, and circled back after finding that Astarte had left.

He couldn't bear the fact that the acting God King had his shark fins chopped off for wine, but he couldn't beat Astarte. But just because he couldn't beat Astarte, didn't that mean he couldn't sneak in and steal the house?

Yam became more and more angry and did not return to his throne to heal his wounds. Instead, he stayed nearby for a while.

Then he made him squat until Astarte looked strange and left in a hurry.

Now that Astarte is not here, he is determined to get back at his old self.

The first thing to do is to take the guy who slandered me back and humiliate him ten thousand times, ten thousand times!
Filled with rage, Yam continued to raise the sea level until it was gradually level with the mountain, blocking out the sky and the sun.

"What should I do? Should I run away first, or should I stop hiding my strength and try to fight this guy?"

Standing on the top of the temple, Eros looked at the giant fish swimming in the sea without moving.

He looked at Yam, and Yam also saw him through this sight.

The waves surged more violently, but were blocked by the light emitted by the temple, which also carried Yam's angry voice.

"Shameless villain! Why do you want to slander me?!"

With just one glance, Yam was sure that he didn't know Eros.

If he had seen such a beauty, he would never forget it. How could he not have any impression of it at all?

"Is it Mort?! Did he send you to stir up trouble and slander me?!"

In Yam's eyes, it seems that there is no other person except his competitor Mott.

Any bad thing that was done against him must have been done by Mott.

The waves crashed against the light of the temple, and the entire mountain was in danger and kept shaking.

As long as Yam breaks through the temple and the mountain, the waves will sweep down and submerge the entire Taile area where humans live.

Eros ignored Yam, but instead raised the corner of his mouth with interest and spoke to Metis.

"Tell me, what will happen if I add more fuel to the fire of Astati?"

"Ok?"

Under Yam's angry gaze, Eros walked out calmly and looked directly at the giant fish that could swallow him and tear him to pieces at any time.

"If you come to kill me, then just kill me, don't create disaster for no reason."

Eros calmly walked out of the last temple that could shelter him for a while. This action surprised Yam a little, and he stopped hitting the mountain.

He looked at Eros with some doubt. Countless eyes growing out of the cracks in the fish head were observing Eros at the same time.

A weak god should be the authority of love and beauty. No wonder Astarte likes him so much.

But where did this person come from? He didn't remember that his brother, the Hades God Mote, had the authority in this regard.

But it was very weak. This weak divinity was probably only enough for him to swallow in one bite, so there was no need to be so vigilant.

Thinking of this, Yam gradually relaxed his vigilance.

"No, I won't kill you. After all, I still need you."

This need, of course, is not that kind of need. Although Yam is not a serious person, he can still distinguish right from wrong.

Now, his focus is on how to prevent Astarte from interfering in the affairs between him and Mott.

The best option is to take Eros away and use this male favorite as a threat to force Astarte to swear not to get involved.

When facing Yam, Eros simply replied with one word.

"it is good."

　Suddenly I want to neta the following last words of Chongzhen

　　
　
(End of this chapter)