The underground palace had been quiet for a long time. As a modern person who was used to smartphones and electronic entertainment products, Xie Ning could not help but feel bored after settling down here, even with Echidna's company. This kind of entertainment activity that allowed him to interact with others in person and take revenge really piqued his interest.
As a male college student, Xie Ning was very good at putting on a show. It didn't take long for him to play a trick on the king's six sons. The show was so sensational that he laughed so hard that he collapsed on the throne, and he and Echidna were laughing together.
They are happy, but some people are not as happy as they are.
King Xotos sat in the stands, his face livid. The queen beside him breathed rapidly and couldn't help pressing her chest, pulling off a piece of the flying mask.
The more grand the sacrificial gathering, the more likely the gods would watch. His sons failed repeatedly in the competition, either because their toes were hit by discus or because their heads were broken and bleeding on the track. His favorite youngest son actually flew forward during the chariot race, rolled over a dozen times, and finally stopped at the edge of the stadium. The crowd of onlookers laughed secretly, not knowing how to mock the young prince who couldn't hold the reins.
So far, all the contestants who have appeared in embarrassing situations are the king's sons. Could this be an ominous oracle, warning him that disaster is about to come
"Apollo," the king prayed silently, "of all the gods, you know that I respect my father, Poseidon, the god of the ocean and storms, the most, but I respect you no less than my father! If I had the voice of Orpheus and the sound of his harp that could make stones cry, I would be filled with eloquent passion in my heart and make you sigh with pity for me, but I don't have it. I point to the rocks of Cilicia that are bathed in the sun every day and beg you to answer my question: what have we done wrong?"
In the sky above his head, Phoebus Apollo had a gloomy face, and many gods were sitting around him.
"Normally, I would not allow others to destroy my rituals like this." He said slowly, "But I am not completely helpless against those who did this!"
Dionysus, the god of wine, laughed out loud, because it was not his sacrifice that was destroyed, so he was very happy to see the ugly behavior of the princes.
"My brother, please don't be angry," Pallas Athena said, holding a large shield. Her wise blue eyes were as vast as the sea. "We all know that this is the good deed of the demon Echidna. Don't you know the power of love? He can even take out his heart for that young man. However, he has neither eaten people nor done evil. Everything is caused by the prince's stubbornness. You can forgive him."
The god of wine laughed drunkenly and said: "Besides, you are their matchmaker. Your oracle caused the Eleusinians to send this young man to Arima. At that time, none of us expected that Echidna would fall in love with him."
Seeing that Apollo did not answer, Athena continued: "I heard that this young man's painting skills were outstanding, as if the Muse had nurtured him with her milk. Since he left, the people of Eleusis have been beating their chests and stamping their feet, all of them lamenting his departure. I wonder if it is true?"