The Holy Right of a Comic - Chapter 1046

It was a golden apple, like an apple made of gold.

In an instant, Atalanta’s pupils dilated, her breathing became rapid, and the golden apple seemed to be a curse, making it difficult for her to look away.

“Want it? Kitty?”

Roy looked at Atalanta with a smile, then weighed the golden apple and took a bite.

“Even to the gods, this thing tastes good.”

After taking a bite, Roy suddenly flicked his arm and threw the golden apple out.

Atalanta instinctively, like a cheetah, and like a lovely loyal dog, quickly pounced on the ground, lying on all fours on the ground, hugging the golden apple, even the cat’s tail is upright up.

When she held the golden apple in her arms, Atalanta seemed to have come to her senses, and her cheeks were flushed with shame.

The magic power of the golden apple is the source of her curse, and it is the object she is powerless to resist, but showing such an ugly state in front of Lord Artemis makes Atalanta feel ashamed.

He raised his head to look at the temple, and then lowered his head to look at the golden apple in his hand.

The temple, the golden apple, the **** as great as Zeus, all the factors came together to make Atalanta feel that even if Roy came over to shred her clothes the next moment, she would not be surprised.

No, it should be said that this is the inevitability of her destiny.

Chapter 43 This is my love!

In a temple in the crown of Kronos, Roy was sitting under the steps of the stone pillar.

A heroic Greek huntress with long emerald green hair was lying in his arms at this time.

Atalanta hunched like a cat, letting Roy play with her silky hair, teasing the pair of cat ears and curled tail.

Roy swept the huntress’s back as if petting a cute cat, but Atalanta didn’t purr any kitten’s pleasant purrs, but looked nervous and scared.

Her clothes should be new clothes that she had just changed. There were still torn pieces of the previous clothes left on the ground. There was a hint of fear and tears on that beautiful, indifferent but heroic face.

It’s just that in Atalanta’s fearful eyes, there is a deep and inextricable aura of passion and desire.

This heroic female hunter had some scars on her body, but it was not the bloodstains caused by the prey or the weeds in the forest when she was hunting, but the swelling in the bruises, especially on the knees. Bloodstains from frayed skin.

Atalanta did not dare to resist, and even took it for granted, because the gods in Greek mythology, they are probably the most human, but also the most like to play with the fate of mortals.

In front of them was a beautiful pool of water, and the Phoenician princess Europa was sitting on the edge of the pool playing the harp and singing old Greek songs.

Beside the pool, Artemis’ human-shaped terminal just stood silently, ignoring all the punishments Atalanta received.

Atalanta did not resent Artemis for this, and even thought it was right, because Roy was an existence equal to the great **** Zeus, an equal ally, and even faintly surpassed the great god.

Then he does what the great **** Zeus would do, and it becomes reasonable, and what the great **** does is naturally not something that other Greek gods can stop or dare to stop.

The only thing that made Atalanta shy was that she was completely re-enacted in front of the goddess by the curse of three days and three nights in the legend passed down to later generations, which would definitely pollute the eyes of the goddess and make her angry with herself. Bar.

However, the goddess of the moon did not have any anger, and even felt puzzled by these actions. As the goddess of the moon who still exists in the main body of the machine god, her humanity is very indifferent.

The Greek gods of the pan-human history were completely transformed into gods after the body was destroyed, so that they had many rich emotions of human beings.

But compared to these people, what really made Atalanta terrified and even angry was the woman in front of her.

She has beautiful long hair like flames, and strange wings like an angel on her back. Her appearance is very mature, and the clothes she wears are also very revealing, showing her almost perfect figure.

This is Aphrodite, the **** of love and beauty, and the Reiki intelligence attack ship.

The reason why Atalanta fell into desire before was because Aphrodite controlled her mentally with her own function, that is, power.

Although Atalanta has regained her subjective consciousness today, she cannot forget that memory. This woman is still as bad as ever.

Aphrodite, the culprit of Atalanta’s tragic fate in mythology, is as connected as Medusa and Athena.

Whether it is Atalanta or Medusa, they are all poor people who are being played with by the two goddesses.

The only thing that is fortunate is that Atalanta was not turned into a lion pulling a cart, as in myths and legends, which made the girl with cat ears not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

Her personality is not particularly good, and she is even a bit outspoken and arrogant.

But what makes Atalanta sad and angry is the strange news of why she came to Greece. Facing the gods she serves and likes to play with the fate of mortals, the only thing she can do is bear it with tears.

For example, this exotic **** who treats her like a cat, although Atalanta doesn’t think she is a cat, even if you want to describe it, it should be a jaguar.

“Is such a thing interesting? Lord Roy…’”…”

The **** of love and beauty, Aphrodite looked at Roy and Atalante in his arms and asked with a little doubt.

Like Artemis, she is not the **** of love in the pan-human history. She actually does not understand human love. Although she was given this name, she is also trying hard to find her own pursuit of beauty.

Her ability allows it to easily change the human interpretation of a concept, so Aphrodite believes that she should find the most suitable beauty for human beings, and then give it to mortals.

“Of course it’s interesting, you may not understand it now, Aphrodite, but it doesn’t matter, just like Artemis, if you keep maintaining such a human terminal, one day you will understand .”

“… Of course, the premise of all this is that the core code of your body should not be tampered with by Zeus.”

Roy turned his head with a smile and looked at the **** of love and beauty.

Aphrodite froze in her heart. Looking at Roy’s half-smile, she always felt that this terrible **** knew something.

She doesn’t trust Zeus now, or the surviving mechanic gods don’t trust Zeus. This strange Zeus has lost his compassion and became rational and cold.

Although the purpose is to protect the mortals who gave them their names, the methods used by Zeus are very disgusting for the machine gods.

It’s like a forcible union that He performed.

“You don’t have to look at me like this. It’s impossible for me and Zeus to have a good relationship. I gave him the fantasy tree, and he cultivated it for me. This is the relationship between us.”

“…Zeus knows that when the fantasy tree is cultivated to maturity, that is, when our covenant dissipates, he is not my opponent. I can easily destroy him, and Zeus himself knows the result.”

“So what will He choose in the end? Will he completely absorb your functions and change your thinking mode in order to gain the power to defeat me?”

Roy’s words are captivating and bewitching, and even their beliefs will be shaken by them.

“Don’t try to make me wait for Mechanic to betray the Great God in this way!”

Aphrodite refuted Roy’s words without hesitation, but Roy clearly saw the shaking in her heart.

Roy smiled and didn’t say much, just said: “…Give you mech gods a suggestion, using the unique rules of this land, you can find a way to turn this humanoid terminal into a ‘god’. “

“…Maintaining the performance of the Mechanicus’ body while gaining the intellect of human beings, this may be the best way for you to evolve.”

“You in the pan-human history have lost your body, so you can only turn into gods, but now you have the opportunity to overlap the two postures.”

“…Zeus can change the core code of your machine god’s body, but he can’t control the thinking of the god, because he is just a machine, and this ability exceeds his function!”

Roy said casually, regardless of whether the two goddesses would listen.