Chapter 437 Goddess is always fickle
Vivid, quite vivid.
Her expression was as vivid as if the goddess had jumped out of the statue.
It was a joke, he just said it, so he wouldn't be discovered by the other party, right?
Eros held his head high and praised the statue in front of him very naturally.
"What a beautiful and heroic goddess. Being able to see such a beautiful goddess makes my trip worthwhile."
He opened his eyes and told lies without any guilt. What kind of charm can be seen in a statue?
But after Eros finished boasting like this, the originally ferocious-looking statue turned a bit gentler, and the lion beneath him also went into hibernation again.
md, such a stingy and vain goddess.
Eros rolled his eyes. How could a god stay in his temple and stare at the praying people instead of doing business every day?
And he was almost punished by God just for saying that she was just a goddess.
Stingy and not grand at all.
Although Eros just rolled his eyes slightly, expressing his speechlessness.
But it was obvious that such a small move of his was caught in the eyes of this stingy goddess.
The expression of the statue instantly turned into a ferocious expression, and the muscles on the bronze lion's back instantly bulged.
It turned into a living creature in an instant and swooped towards Eros, intending to tear the irreverent pair of gods into pieces.
"That's not true, is it? So stingy?"
Eros finally couldn't help it and complained directly, taking a light step sideways to avoid the claw attack of the bronze lion.
As soon as he started to complain, the statue's expression became even more ferocious.
mean? No matter if it's really stingy or not? How can mortals be qualified to evaluate God?
The gradually rising divine power gathered, and outside the temple, the sacrifices stuck on the spears were struggling in extreme pain.
They twisted their bodies, opened their mouths, and blood flowed from their limbs and bones and dripped to the ground.
However, the people in other temples who were performing sacred acts with the holy prostitutes were not aware of it, and instead became even more crazy and indulged in the rhythm.
She makes no secret of her power, and can affect the surrounding environment and people with just a thought, showing the difference of God.
The wails of pain and the sounds of joyful joy together constitute beautiful music.
Amid this music, the goddess finally spoke.
"Rude mortal, use your internal organs to calm my anger and repay your transgression."
Her voice was indifferent and flat, but it also contained a strong sense of malice, making it clear that she was definitely a bad woman.
"Just a few words, why are you so stingy?"
After all, he had been in Greece for too long, and in the comfortable environment, Eros was already used to speaking freely.
He just complained about being stingy, and he had also done more sharp sarcasm in person, so he was naturally used to it.
But today, he bumped into a quite orthodox evil god.
Metis in his mind finally spoke up and laughed.
"I asked who it was, and it turned out to be her, but why did she come here?"
"But it doesn't matter. Take off the veil and use your advantage. She will be vulnerable to you."
It is true that this goddess has a great background and her strength is not trivial.
But since ancient times, heroes and heroines have struggled with beautiful men. For Eros, this master is exactly the kind of person he is best to deal with.
Although a little confused, if he doesn't listen to the built-in brain, then why does he install this built-in brain?
Eros obeyed Metis's words without thinking, and took advantage of the sideways gap to avoid the bronze lion's attack, and tore off the scarf from his face. As the mask fell gently, Eros also followed Metis's instructions and showed his most beautiful and best smile.
The so-called beautiful boy with a smile, Eros' general skill used to kill most of the goddesses.
For most goddesses who have relatively low-level tastes and only like to look at faces, this hand gesture is the decisive gesture.
In fact, Eros appears less and less among the crowd now, and it is also for this reason.
After all, having too much charm is sometimes not a good thing. At that time, there was a huge aquatic eruption in Achelous, but Eros still remembers it.
Because during the period afterwards, the sirens would often give him a plate of fresh caviar in the name of sacrifice.
But today, it seems that this trick rarely works again.
Eros raised his head and looked directly at the statue in front of him, with a bright and confident smile on his face.
The young man facing the terrifying evil god showed the most perfect smile in this situation.
If anyone else sees this scene, they may be addicted for a moment, and then feel regretful and sad the next moment.
Because no matter how beautiful the smile is, it will inevitably turn into bones on a spear when faced with the bloodthirsty and manic evil goddess.
The bronze lion jumped up with all its strength, opened its bloody mouth, and pounced on the smiling young man.
As long as it touches a little bit, this beautiful boy will instantly turn into a bloody corpse, and no one will be able to see it anymore.
The young man seemed to be frightened and stood there motionless, facing his own death.
But the bronze lion that was flying in mid-air was suddenly stopped, and a slender and slender palm slapped its bronze body.
Unimaginable power exploded instantly, and without even a chance to fly out and howl, it instantly shattered into countless pieces of debris.
"Huhu."
The fierce woman who smashed the bronze lion to pieces with a slap and saved Eros, the "beautiful boy", was panting violently at this moment.
Her eyes were fixed on Eros, her eyes were bright and fiery, but she looked a little unsafe.
"Mortal. No, my poor believer who has come from afar, did you feel a little scared just now?"
"This is just a joke, I'm just trying to scare you."
After clapping her hands and shaking off the bronze debris on the floor, the goddess in front of her pretended to be relaxed and said.
Her appearance is far different from the majestic and tall image on the statue, and it is even hard to believe.
With long and narrow purple eyeliner, her face is delicate and charming, but because of this brightly colored makeup, she is full of a sense of rebellion.
In other words, a villain with a bit of a minefield feel.
The figure is not as tall as the statue, but it is not petite either, just very slender, and the exposed waist is as enchanting as a snake.
Eros glanced over her body, and finally cursed in his heart.
No wonder he is so stingy. It turns out that his mind is not broad enough and cannot be contained.
With such a look in his eyes, he could not avoid the sensitive goddess in front of him.
She was very keenly aware of Eros' eyes, and could roughly understand what Eros meant from the details of his expression.
It's just that no matter how stingy she is, she still understands that she can't let go of her children and can't trap the wolf.
This little 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 prefer Cosmic Rin.
(End of chapter)