The Greece Antagonist

How could this be?

Prince Adonis looked on in disbelief, astounded by the arrow lodged in the Magic Beast's body.

That just now...

As if to answer the prince's confusion, the Magic Beast shook its mane, effortlessly ejecting the arrow that had been embedded an inch deep into its flesh, along with the deformed arrowhead, which clinked as it fell to the ground.

It did it on purpose!

As this thought surfaced in his mind, Adonis involuntarily inhaled sharply, feeling a sense of foreboding. He immediately tightened the reins, attempting to turn the horse around to put some distance between himself and this ominous Magic Beast.

But as he reacted, the Magic Beast was already moving its limbs, charging towards him like the wind.

We're in trouble!

Watching the mountain-like monster charging towards him, Adonis felt his scalp tingle and immediately drew his long sword, holding it before him as Divine Power surged wildly within him.

Crack!

However, in just a moment of contact, the overwhelming and ferocious power burst forth like an avalanche, shattering his bronze long sword that was enveloped in Divine Power.

Not only that, but Prince Adonis's arm had also dislocated due to the inability to bear the brute recoil.

The warhorse beneath him, smelling the intense scent of a high-end predator, could not help but step back in fright, causing Adonis to lose his grip on the reins and his body to lean backward.

In that instant, the Magic Beast, like a seasoned swordsman, seized the opportunity. Its two saber-like fangs pierced into the horse's belly, lifting the mount that was too late to escape and then slamming it heavily to the ground.

Caught off guard, Adonis was crushed beneath the horse, thrown into complete disarray, and spat out a mouthful of golden blood that splattered across the bushes.

This creature is so strong!

After a series of setbacks, Adonis felt terror in his heart. Not daring to think too much, he quickly raised his hand to invoke the Divinity of Spring, attempting to mount a final resistance.

Suddenly, the bushes drenched in Divine Blood sprouted and flourished, a mass of vines rapidly growing like serpents winding forward, entangling the limbs of the Magic Beast in an effort to halt the rampage of this ferocious creature.

Furthermore, countless sharp thorns grew from the vines, aiming to pierce the skin of the Magic Beast and inject it with various effective plant toxins.

But even the plants spurred by Divine Power were unable to stop the Magic Beast in its wild fury, nor could they penetrate its extraordinarily tough hide.

In just a brief moment, the vines wrapped around it were uprooted.

"Roar!"

Free from its binds, the Magic Beast let out a muffled growl and then, without hesitation, moved its limbs, bared its fangs, and charged headlong towards Adonis, who was pinned under the corpse of his horse.

Watching the approaching white glare aiming for his chest, Adonis's eyes filled inexorably with fear and regret.

He really should have heeded Aphrodite's advice; he couldn't conquer the forest, much less nature itself.

"Stop!"

Just as the desperate prince closed his eyes in the face of death, a frantic lamentation came from the distant sky, a sorrow so profound that it made every living being reluctant to cause further grief to the source of the sound.

The Magic Beast's ruthless gaze wavered, grew a bit confused, and then quickly regained its clarity.

When its bloodshot pupils mirrored the approaching image of the Swan Chariot, like a meteor speeding across the sky, the Magic Beast shuddered, its ferocity instantly faded, and it immediately turned and dashed into the dense forest, leaving the half-dead Adonis behind.

At that moment, the prince, having just narrowly escaped death, watched as the Magic Beast fled, somewhat dumbfounded.

Why did this beast seem like a person?

As the handsome prince felt confused, a beautiful figure leaped down from the Swan Chariot, barefoot across the ground full of divinely infused vines, leaving behind traces of blood from thorn wounds, and rushed to his side in a panic, embracing his head into her bosom and asking anxiously.

"Adonis, my beloved, are you alright? Where are you hurt? Is it serious? Let me see quickly!"

Aphrodite repeatedly checked her lover in her arms, feeling a wave of fear.

Fortunately, when she had granted Adonis the Plant Authority of Spring, she had also, just in case, added a drop of her Divine Blood, enabling her to monitor his condition at all times through her senses, preventing her hero-aspiring lover from encountering any accidents.

And she was right to worry.

Her beloved almost died in her arms.

The Three Graces, who accompanied her, seeing the situation, tactfully chose not to disturb their mistress as she comforted her lover, instead opting to follow the traces and scents left at the scene and to pursue the perpetrator of this heinous act.

After worrying for a while and confirming that her lover was still alive, Aphrodite finally began to calm down somewhat.

But seeing Adonis with multiple fractures all over his body, her heart ached, and she grew angry.

"Who? Who did this!"

Logically, even if there were Magic Beasts in the forest, they shouldn't be able to cause such severe injury to a deity.

Similarly, Adonis also realized the anomaly, furrowing his brow in confusion.

"It was a Magic Beast, covered in a strange red glow, like blood..."

A red glow? A glow like blood?

Aphrodite pondered briefly, and suddenly, as if realizing something, her stunning face turned ashen.

Not long after, The Three Graces returned from their pursuit empty-handed, their faces flushed with embarrassment as they reported back to their mistress.