Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 903 Sigh, I was tricked by a bad woman.

With a single sentence, "Come on," he finished off Eros until dawn.

Alas, in order to solve this problem, Eros made such a great sacrifice, forced to submit to the humiliation of a wicked woman.

When the next morning arrived, Parsifae simply ran away, saying something nonsensical like that using her body as a substitute for food had temporarily calmed his restless heart.

Eros was certain that he had been tricked by Pasiphaë; such a thing was simply not true, and he had just been taken advantage of by a wicked woman for one night.

As for what happened after I was blindfolded last night? Sigh, I must have been severely humiliated; nothing else happened.

That's right, that's exactly it. As for other things that are not conducive to the harmony of Olympus and unfounded speculations, let's not say them and make people laugh.

Beware of a thunderbolt coming to your door tonight.

Sighing, Eros slowly straightened his clothes and got off the chair that had been converted into a bed.

As soon as I touched the ground, I stepped into a small puddle of water, which seemed to still carry the salty scent of the sea breeze.

Uh... Triton is peeking again. Honestly, I don't know when this kid developed this strange habit. We need to correct it.

As for the white foam in that small puddle, which resembled the accumulation of waves, Eros selectively ignored it.

As Eros opened the door, he looked out at the bright sunshine and beautiful scenery and exclaimed with genuine admiration.

"Today is another beautiful and harmonious day, just like any other day."

Although he didn't know where Minos, Tri, and the others had gone, it didn't stop Eros from being in a good mood.

With a single stride, Eros stepped off Crete and left the island in a few quick steps.

Even if he wanted to look for them, he probably wouldn't be able to find his daughters, so Eros simply went to do other things first.

He headed straight for Ocean Ginza, intending to use his body to maintain his old allies, after all, the Ocean Goddesses were his first batch of supporters after his debut.

During the days when he was still in decline and forced to hide, these gentle goddesses helped Eros and spread his fame far and wide.

They were also the first to establish the Olympian fashion trend that a true goddess must eat Eros, making an indelible contribution to the subsequent image and development of Eros. They can be said to be the earliest group of die-hard fans.

For these long-time fans who have made significant contributions, Eros is naturally not like some clean-cut young man who washes himself clean and goes ashore, starting to righteously sever ties and abandon his former self.

His past as a hostess in Ocean Ginza is not a dark history, but rather the path he took to get where he is today.

Never forget your original aspirations, Eros!

With these jumbled thoughts in mind, Eros once again arrived at the bottom of the abyss, at the former throne of the ocean god.

The Deep Sea City remains as majestic and magnificent as ever, nestled in the abyss, untouched by the erosion of time and ocean currents, and still standing tall.

The once bustling waterways, where all races across the ocean vied to pay homage, are no more.

Only a small number of deep-sea races still travel to and from this place. One reason for this is that the era of various sub-human races roaming the seas is over; human ships and footprints now occupy more space. Another reason is that Poseidon built the water city of Atlantis, and as the current sea king, most of the marine races depend on her and pay homage to her.

Oceanus, now an old and retired woman, may possess irreplaceable majesty among the sea goddesses, but she is a thing of the past in the eyes of most marine creatures.

Eros sighed at the changes over the years and stepped into the Abyss City where the dream began.

Should we go to Eurynome first, or should we directly convene a large-scale open-air academic research conference?
As Eros pondered his choice, he looked up and saw the ring of water winding past him, and uttered the voice of Oceanus.

"Eros, come to me, I have something to tell you."

His arrival also brought news from Oceanus, who had been out of the public eye for a long time, interrupting Eros's thoughts on whether to eat alone or hold a banquet.

To be honest, Eros didn't really want to see the other party, not because he had slept with most of the other party's three thousand daughters.

It's simply because Oceanus, as an ancient creator god, is not only of high seniority but also very calm and serious. There's no pressure, but she is indeed rather boring.

In other words, if you don't give them grass, they have absolutely no chance.

Although Eros had already satisfied his experience of riding in an eight-foot-tall carriage with Gaia, calling him up to discuss serious matters was naturally much less interesting than holding an academic conference.

Sigh, I can't think like that. I'm here to build relationships, not for physical intimacy. I have to take this seriously.

Having dismissed those chaotic thoughts, Eros followed the water ribbon and arrived at the temple of Oceanus.

The Ring River flowed in a circular pattern, and a tall human figure formed by the water gradually emerged. The majestic figure that Eros had seen once before reappeared before him.

“Eros, you’ve come at just the right time. I have something to tell you.”

A gentle smile appeared on the face formed by flowing water as it extended its hand to Eros.

"Some time ago, Hyperion asked me if I intended to help Him."

"Although He did not explicitly state what it was about, the matter that prompted Him to come to me specifically must not be merely about supporting the struggle between His children and the children of Coeus."

Hyperion was the god of the heavens, and his children were Helios, the sun god; Selene, the moon goddess; and Aurora, the goddess of dawn and the aurora borealis.

The children of Coeus who fought against them refer to the sisters Apollo and Artemis, whose mother Leto was the child of the Titan Coeus.

The rivalry between the two pairs of sisters was no secret, and their elders were also dragged into it.

However, this matter naturally had nothing to do with Oceanus, who lived in seclusion in the abyss.

"Hyperion's words were cryptic, but upon closer examination, I think they might still be related to you and Zeus. Perhaps He harbored some thoughts or had some schemes."

"However, I don't know the specific details, but I'm reminding you of it specifically."

Although Oceanus didn't say it explicitly, he was basically referring to Hyperion's intention to rebel.

But, to do this now? Really?
(End of this chapter)