Before long, ten figures gathered in the sky, six men and four women, each clad in armor, some exceptionally brave and others beautiful and charming.
These are the ten main Olympian gods, excluding Zeus and Hera.
"Why should we cower here passively? Wouldn't it be better to charge forward and demonstrate the power of our trust in the Twelve Olympian Gods?" a burly man said, his tone slightly displeased.
He looked to be in his early twenties, his body from head to toe completely covered in dark green armor, radiating a fighting spirit like a god of war reborn.
"Ares, don't be impulsive. Although the other cities have suffered heavy damage, they still have mid-stage main gods overseeing them."
"Besides, all we know right now is that they are Easterners from the outside world; we know nothing else. It would be unwise to go there rashly," a melodious voice analyzed.
Those male celebrities also glanced at it sideways.
A blonde girl with long, flowing hair stood quietly, her skin was fair and delicate, her face was beautiful and charming, her lips were naturally cherry pink, and her neck was as white as a swan's.
She was completely covered in a golden armor, exuding a noble aura like a Valkyrie. Her figure was also alluring beyond her years, with full breasts, a pert bottom, and long, straight, and shapely legs.
They were dressed exactly like Gaia. If they were even a little more aloof, if they stood together and you only looked at their backs, you probably wouldn't be able to tell them apart.
She was Athena, the youngest chief goddess of Olympus and the goddess of wisdom.
Because their direct bloodline was small and resources were poured into them, the young divine sons almost all became main gods within sixty years, obtaining titles, temples, and exclusive artifacts.
But she was even younger, having reached the level of a main god before she was fifty, and with various methods of nourishing her body, she remained in the youngest state.
This caused all the male gods to stare wide-eyed and secretly swallow their saliva.
He longed to have a marriage with her like that of a god-king and goddess-queen.
Unfortunately, Hera was not a true descendant of the direct bloodline, so while she could marry the god-king and his siblings, they could only dream of it.
“Little sister is right. Let’s wait for Father and Mother,” said a man in crimson-gold armor, his gaze as bright as the sun, constantly scanning the woman’s alluring figure.
Ares curled his lip and said, "With the divine armor and the War God Axe, I can even chop down a mid-stage main god. I might not be a match for him."
"Alright, my good nephew, just stay here peacefully. If that blind fool really dares to come, I'll give you a good fight." A seductive woman in light purple armor said.
She looked to be in her early thirties, with a charming face, sexy red lips, and a hot figure, which were accentuated even more by the armor.
Her appearance and personality are completely different from Athena's.
If Athena is a lotus emerging from the water, then she is a rose, alluring and beautiful.
“Stella, ever since you inherited the legacy of desire, you seem to be becoming more and more like Aphrodite back then,” Hades said, licking his lips, his eyes fixed on her fiery figure.
This is the kind of woman he likes best; otherwise, he wouldn't have secretly kidnapped Hera multiple times after leaving the pass due to loneliness, to take good care of his god-king brother.
“Get your disgusting gaze away, my dear brother,” Stella said with revulsion.
Her delicate eyebrows were tightly furrowed. As Hades had said, she was completely influenced by the inheritance and was gradually changing into a puppet with only desires.
Perhaps one day, she too will become a monster who only knows men, and ultimately be killed by her own desires...
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