Loki looked at Godwyn and couldn't help but think the boy was truly crazy, but that only made things more interesting. He liked chaos, and especially madness. He even wanted to make Godwyn's plan even more shocking.
Thalia, who was still recovering from the previous scene of cannibalism, looked at Loki with extreme disgust. She even looked away, as if looking at Loki would stain her eyes. She swore she would make this trickster pay when she became a Queen.
Sensing Thalia's gaze, Loki flashed his impeccably white teeth and ignored the annoying girl. In his eyes, Thalia needed a good *spanking* to de-stress. Turning his gaze back to Godwyn, the God of Mischief spoke with a laughing tone. "I accept the task, Your Majesty, but keep in mind that things might get out of control."
Loki could fulfill the mission, but don't expect things to not get crazy afterward. Godwyn understood this, but he didn't care; he wanted exactly that—to make things so chaotic that everything would be turned upside down. Only when that happened could he realize his ambitions.
With the mission given, Godwyn simply turned around and left with Thalia; the mere memory of Loki devouring an arm sent shivers down his spine. He truly would never understand what goes on in the heads of these deities; one is crazier than the next. Loki, in particular, was the craziest of these gods.
"Godwyn, I always found your dislike for him strange, but now I understand. He is simply disgusting." Thalia said with a still nauseated tone about what she had just seen. She literally saw a humanoid being devouring another as if it were a pretzel.
"I don't either, but for both sides, Loki is useful, so useful that we have to work with him." Godwyn said with a calm tone. He knew that despite Loki's madness, everyone still wanted him as an ally, because being his enemy was even worse.
"Let's not talk about that idiot; let's kill that bitch." Thalia put Loki aside and spoke with a cold look. She would be happy to kill that empty-headed woman who ruined her and Godwyn's perfect moment. Remembering the victorious smile on the goddess's lips, Thalia wanted to tear those perfect lips.
Godwyn frowned, but it wasn't the murder of Aphrodite that bothered him; he just remembered that Aphrodite was chosen to be the mother of a Primordial God's reincarnation. Would Eros or Cupid allow his mother to die? Honestly, he didn't want to become an enemy of the Personification of Erotic Love.
"What is it?" Thalia noticed Godwyn's expression and asked with a worried tone. Godwyn looked at Thalia and explained his concerns.
When Godwyn finished explaining, Thalia's face didn't look happy at all. She wasn't annoyed because of Godwyn's hesitation, but because Aphrodite had a Primordial God as a son.
"I can't kill her, but I can do worse than that." Thalia said with a chilling tone. Since she couldn't kill Aphrodite without offending a powerful Primordial God, she could very well ruin the thing the goddess valued most—her appearance!
Godwyn understood Thalia's plans and couldn't help but think that women were truly cruel, especially to their enemies. For Aphrodite, beauty was more important than life itself. If Thalia ruined the goddess's beauty, it was no different than killing her.
"Let's wait; we will attack at the right moment." Godwyn spoke with a gentle tone while holding Thalia's hand. Both disappeared into the forest.
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At the Greek Camp.
Themis, who had just arrived at the camp, couldn't help but be livid with rage seeing the scene before her. Gods and goddesses naked around a bonfire, dancing and drinking as if there were no tomorrow. She couldn't believe she was in a military camp.
What was the last military camp she set foot in? Zeus was not yet King, nor was he her husband, but back then, the gods were true warriors. The rebellion against Cronus's tyranny was an even more brutal fight than the fall of Uranus.
However, looking at the gods and goddesses before her, Themis wanted to turn around and never set foot in this place again. Win the war? Don't say win; if they could maintain the current territory, it would be a true miracle in her eyes.
Themis no longer looked at these good-for-nothings and entered the main tent, where she saw four gods sitting around a map: Hermes, Hephaestus, Ares, and Athena.
"I came expecting to see a war, but what I saw was an orgy in the middle of the battlefield. Tell me, are you blind not to see such a thing!?" Themis spoke as soon as she entered the tent. She looked at her ex-husband's children with a cold tone.
(Note: In Percy Jackson, Zeus divorced Themis for fear of generating a descendant too powerful, just as happened with Metis.)
Athena was embarrassed by the Titaness's words; she felt like a child being reprimanded by her parents. "Lady Themis, it's not that I didn't see it, but simply that they don't change." Athena's words were tinged with helplessness and despair.
How could she not see that this was a huge danger? But there was nothing she could do. Even by forcing the gods and goddesses to train and maintain discipline, they returned to their old ways when they relaxed. With the stress of the battlefield, the gods relax every time they return from the field. They drink and have sex as if there were no tomorrow, which could be true for some.
"Don't make excuses for your incompetence. If your uncle were present, he would have killed a few gods to set an example. Who would dare question the Lord of the Underworld?" Themis showed no mercy in her words. If Hades were present, don't say the gods and goddesses, even the mosquitoes would become a disciplined army.
Athena was even more embarrassed by Themis's words. She wanted to do what Themis was suggesting, but she didn't have the prestige of her own father or her uncle! If she dared to kill the gods to warn them, she had no doubt that these gods and goddesses would rebel. Once that happened, the war could be considered over.
Ares and Hermes shrank in their chairs and were looking at the tent walls as if they were seeing something very interesting. Only Hephaestus was indifferent to everything that was happening.
Seeing the situation in the tent, Themis finally understood why everything was as it was. Without a truly powerful god like Poseidon or Hades, they would be at a great disadvantage in this war. This could be seen on the battlefield. Even without Heimdall and Bestla, the Greek army was still retreating!
"I will help, but keep in mind that my help will be useless if these damned pigs don't want to change." Themis sighed and spoke with a calm and majestic tone. As a first-generation Titan, she had the confidence to try to change these useless gods and goddesses.
Of all the gods present, Athena was the one who could be happiest with Themis's arrival. She finally had someone to help her with the chaos that was the Greek army. Looking at Ares, who only cared about violence and blood, the Goddess of War let out an equally helpless sigh.
While their conversation was happening, a blue rat found a beautiful woman a few dozen kilometers from the Greek camp.
"It's been a while, my beautiful goddess." Loki greeted the woman with long, straight hair and blood-red lips with a cunning look on his rodent face. "I have some interesting matters. Are you interested in creating chaos, death, and discord?"
The woman looked at Loki with an elegant smile on her lips stained by crimson lipstick. "Dear Loki, you know how to capture a woman's interest." She said, her voice capable of causing fights in entire countries with just a few words.
"I'm happy to hear that, my beautiful goddess." Loki laughed at the goddess's words and transformed into his human form, elegantly kissing the back of her hand. However, anyone who knew Loki would see the caution in the God of Mischief's eyes.
But it wasn't Loki's fault for behaving this way. The one before him was the daughter of Primordial Night and Primordial Darkness. The goddess who caused the most discord among gods and humans.
Eris, Personification Goddess of Discord, Strife, and Chaos.
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