Chapter 227 (2/2)

He unceremoniously locked Athena with the last pair of locks on his body. While locking it, he still stubbornly grabbed Athena's mouth, ”Four pluses of flexibility are the best. Worthy of being a goddess...”

Time returned to the normal lapse speed, Zhou Ye stood in front of Athena Shiran, smiling at the Athena who had become a salted fish on his chopping board.

”You...what did you do to me?” Athena struggled in panic, but was tortured by the lock god, her powers seemed to disappear, and if she had the ability to reach the sky, she was just a victim at this moment. Only a weak woman in handcuffs.

”Hehehehe, let your Valkyrie gods stop me again...” In Zhou Ye's view, those Valkyrie gods are just some poor people who have been brainwashed. God's death is simply synonymous with misery under theocratic power, so Zhou Ye couldn't bear to kill them.

And Athena is different... One of the three goddesses, one of the twelve gods, thinking about it, people feel that there is a sense of profanity, blasphemous pleasure, madness, burning, burning in my heart.

Zhou Ye couldn't wait. He picked up Athena and landed directly on the Paradise Island. In the prison of the Amazons, Zhou Ye used Diana's mantra rope to hang Athena...

Uh, you asked me what mantra ropes are here for Zhou Ye. It's not because Zhou Ye has recently fallen in love with rope art and often discusses this art with Diana.

Especially Diana, who was tied up by the mantra rope, became weak, especially when she could only tell the truth under the action of the rope. That kind of feeling, tell you, praise!!!!

Ahem-far away...

Zhou Ye tied Athena with a mantra rope and hung up.

Athena watched Zhou Ye approaching herself step by step, her heart pounding for some reason, her cheeks covered with red clouds.”You, don't come here anymore, then, get closer to me, I'm going to shout...”

”Call, call your Pegasus to save you, call your Saint Seiya to save you...” When Zhou Ye said this, there was a sudden relief of fulfilling his childhood dream.

”Don't... don't take off my clothes...”

”Don't touch there... there, not there...”

”You are blasphemy...Ah, what did you use to get into my body... It hurts.”

”Um-tap...”

The spring breeze and the rain are determined to reverse the spring breeze and the rain and the heart is determined. From then on, Zhou Ye has another good girl and slave, OY, gratifying, gratifying, gratifying...

Three hundred and eight chapters

Olympus Mountain————

Twelve magnificent temples surround a huge temple like stars holding the moon.

The twelve temples are also arranged in a staggered manner according to their respective ranks.The highest temple is even higher than the giant temple in the middle.

On the front door of the tallest temple, a lightning bolt was inscribed.This was once the residence of the god Zeus, but now Zeus is dead, and only his god queen, Hera is left.

”The taste of power is so tempting...” A beautiful woman with long black wavy hair stood in the hall, holding a lightning-like scepter in her hand, and her delicate face with a satisfying smile, as if she was at this moment Already have everything in general.

She is Hera, the former god queen.

As the goddess of marriage, Hera is the goddess of Zeus, but she has not lived with Zeus for a long time. For Hera, there is no relationship between her and Zeus for a long time, and some just want to keep it. The desire of one's own queen position is nothing more than hope.

After all, if only in terms of priesthood, her temple might be ranked last among the twelve gods, but because she is the queen of gods, her palace position is second only to Zeus.

And her dissatisfaction with Zeus has been around for a long time. Any man who likes not only women but also men, then she must not be able to bear it either.And what about Zeus?This guy not only likes men, but also likes beasts. There is no taboo-Hera has been at odds with Zeus for a long time.

That's why she agreed to Athena's plan to establish a new system of twelve gods headed by female gods, and even for this reason, she did not hesitate to trick her son Ares to kill Zeus.

Just as Hera was intoxicated, she suddenly heard a pleasant soft sound, [ding...ding...] that was the sound of the [Lianqin] placed in the middle of the twelve temples. When Zeus was alive, he used this voice to summon the twelve gods to discuss matters.

”Who touched the Lyra in the temples?” Hera frowned and said slightly dissatisfied.