Chapter 352 Sisters Struggle
I want to be with you for the rest of my life!
Such a bold and passionate statement jumped to Apollo's lips, full of her many emotions.
No matter what kind of thoughts, love or liking, possessiveness or others, it can be simply summarized in such a sentence.
Doing can have many meanings, but a lifetime is not a human lifetime, but a longer eternity.
As long as the sun still rises every day and light still exists in this world, she wants to be with Eros every moment.
Having been lost and missed several times, Apollo must consider whether this rare opportunity is the only opportunity left in her life.
Like a drowning traveler desperately grabbing the last life-saving straw, Apollo's holy and beautiful face showed obvious desire.
She raised her head suddenly, almost kissing Eros, and opened her mouth slightly.
“I”
"Boom!"
The words that could not be spoken were drowned by the arrows that streaked across like meteors.
The aura of destruction flooded the banquet hall like a sea wave, interrupting everyone's actions.
And Eros, who was locked by this energy, was even more shocked, and subconsciously resisted the arrow from a distance.
But Apollo was even faster than him, and he reached out his hand to block the arrow for Eros without thinking.
The light turned into a barrier and collided with the arrows of destruction, causing ripples.
The menacing goddess of hunting jumped down from the holed ceiling with a murderous look on her face, holding the divine bow transformed from the crescent moon.
Seeing this familiar figure with a fierce temper and a bad temper, many muses already secretly thought that something was wrong.
Didn’t it mean that Sister Melete had arranged for someone to divert the attention of the hunting goddess? How did you come here to kill him?
As the god of Apollo, they are quite familiar with the overly protective sister of their main god.
This paranoid virgin goddess would definitely not agree to the plan they were planning.
So early in the plan, they had already arranged for someone to divert Artemis's attention.
Why did she still get wind of the news and come to kill her?
Artemis glanced coldly at the other muses and said nothing more. She just raised her bow and looked in the direction of Eros and Apollo.
"Eros, don't pretend to be dead, or even one arrow can't do anything to you."
"While I wasn't paying attention, you tried to trick my sister and colluded with her to become a god. Do you think I really won't shoot you with an arrow?!"
Because of some stereotypes and prejudices , all the muses’ own actions were considered by Artemis to be Eros’ masterpiece.
Fortunately, someone reminded her and she arrived in time to stop the incident.
However, the menacing Artemis was not facing Eros, who felt guilty after deceiving Apollo.
It was her own sister, Apollo, the God of Light, whose anger was soaring at this moment.
After the aftermath dissipated, Apollo, whose confession was interrupted, looked very ugly.
Anyone who is interrupted at the moment when such a dream is about to come true will be furious.
“Sister, what are you doing here?!”
Spontaneously protecting Eros behind him, Apollo faced his sister, barely keeping his head.
Facing Apollo's question, Artemis did not lose the slightest bit, and replied as if she had not noticed her expression at all:
"Of course I'm here to prevent you from being deceived into nothing by some scum like Aphrodite."
"I've told you many times that it's not worth it for them. This sentimental guy puts in too much effort."
"But why do you still disobey me again and again? "Because the mother goddess is in poor health?" Artemis, the eldest sister, is more like a mother to Apollo.
She admonished and disciplined Apollo with all her heart. If it had been in the past, it would have been impossible for Apollo to disobey him.
But this time is different, not today.
"Sister! I know exactly what I am doing and I don't need you to take care of it!"
Even if it is a dog licking, she is willing to do so.
What Artemis said was right, everyone knows this.
Eros is a person like Aphrodite and Zeus. If Apollo had too much contact with him, it would definitely not be a good thing.
In other words, Apollo, the goddess of light who is prone to being emotional and overly sentimental, cannot grasp Eros at all.
But Naihe couldn't hold it back and Apollo kept rushing upwards, unable to stop him.
Artemis was also a little angry at Apollo's "rebellious" reply.
"Is it really that man's charm that is provoking you? Then today I will help you two put an end to it!"
Artemis bent her bow and arrow, with a cold face. Written with anger.
It's just that your sister is criticizing you and pointing an arrow at me. Why?
Eros feels very innocent and is it his fault that he is too charming?
Besides, he thinks that he is not sentimental, but just sentimental.
And compared to Aphrodite, who only cares about benefits without taking responsibility, her moral standard is at least three or four floors higher, right?
Eros wanted to settle the matter, but the two people involved did not give him this chance.
"Hmph! If you can do it, sister, then give it a try."
The holy and sacred goddess of light finally revealed the shadow under the light, and her aura became fierce.
Dazzling and pure light gathered in Apollo's hands. She did not take out her divine bow or golden sword, but left her hands empty.
But what is different is that the violent aura on her body is rising steadily, even overwhelming Artemis, showing a familiar appearance.
This is something only Poseidon has ever experienced, the explosion of Apollo's holy light.
The distorted emotions, the self-blame that had been accumulated in the bottom of my heart, combined with the recent jealousy, showed a power that was no less than that of Ares before.
“I want to do what I want to do, and no one can stop me.”
“Whether it’s you, my sister, or God the Father!”
Light Blooming on Mount Olympus, the whole world suddenly fell into endless daylight.
The white light of this extreme daylight covers the sun, clouds and storms, covering the whole world.
Until the meteor streaked across the horizon, tearing apart the perfectly round polar day.
Two goddesses with the same breasts, but today they were fighting around a man, and the sound was so loud that everyone could see it.
Eros looked up at the sky, feeling somewhat helpless.
Fortunately, he is not the kind of young boy who has been putting up with it for many years, otherwise he would have exploded right now.
Eros, who has seen many storms and waves, is just a pity.
The atmosphere and temper have been aroused, but no one can practice, which is a pity.
In a sense, this can be considered a fight because of a man, right?
(End of this chapter)