The Greece Antagonist

"Buzz!"

The air trembled as clusters of purple underworld butterflies frantically flapped their wings, desperately bursting out of Luo En's body as if fleeing.

Trying to escape?

Luo En abruptly opened his eyes, and with a cold smile, he reached forward to grasp. Behind him, a golden wheel engraved with twelve divine incarnations spun, forming a visible golden vortex.

Like a whale drawing water, like a wild ox drinking the river.

For a moment, an irresistible devouring power dragged the masses of purple underworld butterflies into the golden vortex, tearing them apart into specks of light dust, and then devouring them completely.

"Burp~"

A strong sense of fullness from the soul level made Luo En involuntarily belch, causing his spirit to become lazy and unconsciously relax the hunt for the purple underworld butterflies.

Instantly, a few dozen underworld butterflies took the opportunity to break free and swarmed into the bound body of Hecate at the stone pillar.

Moments later, the Queen of Hell, looking listless, vaguely awakened and looked up at her disloyal disciple approaching with a smile, her eyes full of defiance and frustration.

"Chief God status? You had chief god status before ascending to divinity? That's completely illogical!"

"Despite being the god who controls 'Opportunity' and 'Chance,' you don't even believe in 'Miracles,' which is somewhat ironic."

Luo En scoffed, shaking his head while placing his hand on his chest, feeling the eternal flame within, mouthing silently.

—Thank you, Hestia.

Indeed, the one who sabotaged Hecate at the crucial moment was none other than the Goddess of the Hearth in the Olympus prison, who voluntarily gifted him, the lesser deity, with the chief god divinity.

Focusing too much on schemes only continually undermines the foundation of trust, leaving oneself to wander alone in the darkness.

And 'Love' is often the soil in which 'Miracles' are nurtured.

"I didn't expect such a misfit among the Olympian Twelve Gods; well, it seems I have lost," Hecate resignedly lowered her head.

Then, she resentfully glanced at her devious and vile disciple, with a feeble question, "So, how do you plan to deal with me? Kill me? Eat me? Or..."

The voice stopped abruptly as a hand heavily patted Hecate's shoulder, causing the mountain bound by chains to shake.

Luo En sternly said, "What nonsense! You are my beloved mentor and a life advisor!"

"..."

Hecate looked skeptically at her righteous but disloyal disciple, and then cracked a smile.

"You're releasing me? Then let's make peace!"

"See, there you go saying foolish things again."

Luo En smiled slightly. The rune chains binding Hecate twisted like a snake, tightening further and accentuating the Queen of Hell's graceful curves.

"Uh~! Stop, stop, stop!" Hecate cried out, pleading continuously, and then resentfully glared at her treacherous disciple, grumbling, "I knew you weren't so kind-hearted; you've really grown up to be not cute at all..."

Luo En, ignoring the implied emotional plea, leaned closer, teasingly laughing in Hecate's ear.

"Can't help it, if I were really a good and obedient child, by now you would have devoured me completely instead of me having the opportunity to surpass you and keep you under me."

If mature sweetness mixed with blossoms' fragrance poured into his nostrils, Luo En involuntarily took a deep breath, feeling his mouth and throat dry, igniting a certain craving in his heart.

Well, he was a bit hungry too.

To him, Hecate in her weakened state was like a savory fruit, tantalizingly tempting to take a bite immediately.

There was no helping it, their similar origin of divinity was too tempting for each other.

"Snap!"

Finally, a crisp sound echoed in the dark cave; Luo En clenched his empty hand, feeling the lingering warmth and elasticity on his palm, stepping back satisfied, regaining some of his lost composure.

Though he wasn't up for eating now, he could collect some interest in advance.

Feeling a fiery sting on her buttocks, Hecate glared at her treacherous disciple and huffed coldly.

"Indeed, I lost due to my own carelessness this time, I accept my loss, no complaints. But don't be too happy too soon, even if you've defeated me, getting past Zeus and The Three Fates won't be so easy."

"Don't I still have you?" Luo En cheerfully said.

"My divinity, which I had hardly accumulated, was first consumed by those Old Gods, then you devoured a part of it. Now I'm just a shell, losing the qualification to be at the table."

Hecate, thinking about her consecutive defeats and looking at her shrewd disciple, sarcastically self-deprecated.

"Now, I've become your prisoner, unable to even protect myself, what help could I possibly offer you?"

"So, do you want to take back the authority Nyx once had?"

The unhurried, sinister voice spread as if a demon whispered in the darkness.

"Though you can't be the goddess of 'Chance,' controlling 'Opportunity,' isn't there still the divine position of manipulating 'Fate'? Holding the factors of destiny, retribution, and causality, delineating fate and order, that was Nyx's original power..."

In an instant, Hecate's breathing quickened, her eyes, previously filled with gloom and defeat, flared with intense light, staring fixedly at her disciple.

"Are you saying..."

"Together, we bring down The Three Fates; their authority could be yours." Luo En said, his voice full of temptation.

In the Dionysian Sect's "Sacred Words," whether the three-faced Nyx or the three-faced Hecate, their roles were never meant to be the goddess of chance because that spot was reserved for himself. Experience new stories on My Virtual Library Empire