The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 1021 - 97: You Have Really Made Me Suffer

"Dad, are you sure you want to take this seat?"

A serious voice came from across the room. Luo En noticed that Heluo, leading a group of old acquaintances, was looking at him with grave expressions. He couldn’t help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

So it’s about business—false alarm.

Luo En let go of the hand he had discreetly placed on the door handle and replied solemnly:

"I am the Chief God of Asa by nature; it’s just that I had not returned previously. Of course, even sitting in this seat doesn’t mean I’ll change in any way—I’ll still be myself."

Everyone picked up on the underlying meaning of his words, and their previously tense hearts gradually eased.

The leader, Heluo, grinned, revealing her sharp canine teeth.

"Then there’s no problem. Hurry up and get ready—the celebration is about to begin."

"Celebration? What celebration?"

"Well, of course, to celebrate you ascending to the Divine Position, as well as Odin and Goddess Freya’s impending birth of their bloodline."

"So, you’re all here specifically for the feast?"

Luo En slapped his forehead, suddenly recalling that Odin had widely sent out invitations some time ago, saying he wanted to celebrate his blood alliance brother’s return and the birth of the Prophetic Son—and today seemed to be the agreed-upon date.

Looking around at this moment, Luo En immediately noticed that everyone present was dressed in festive attire.

Especially Xili, whose elegant and luxurious court attire had replaced her favorite Demon Hunter outfit. Her long silver hair was pinned up by a tiny golden crown, giving her the poise of a mortal queen.

Except, as he recalled, the current Queen of the Northern Kingdom of Sintra was Xili’s grandmother.

Even if her grandmother wanted to abdicate, the throne should pass to Xili’s mother instead. By all appearances, it seemed like her grandmother intended to skip over Xili’s mother altogether and preemptively designate Xili as the heir.

As Luo En grew curious and prepared to ask questions, Heluo suddenly called for everyone to swarm around him, lifting his arms and dragging him toward a shadowy corner of the Golden Palace.

"Hey, hey, what are you all trying to do?"

Luo En instinctively crossed his arms and unconsciously tensed his nerves.

"The celebration is about to begin, so naturally, we need to get you into something more appropriate!"

Heluo replied solemnly, then waved her hand.

Before Luo En could refuse, Light Elf Queen Celebrian and Dark Elf Queen Rose, standing on either side, decisively tore off his usual casual wear, while Xili and Eden took advantage of the moment to bring out a meticulously prepared ceremonial gown.

The material was derived from the divine silk of Rose, infused with the original Divinity of the Spider Queen. It was both sturdy and flexible, capable of effortlessly deflecting cuts and impacts below the level of a Divine Artifact.

The patterns were personally designed by Celebrian and jointly woven by the Light Elf Secret Mages, granting it exceptional Magic Resistance that could neutralize ritual curses of up to three segments.

The gemstones and gold threads were contributions from the Dwarf Clan, meticulously inlaid and interwoven with superior craftsmanship to enhance the wearer’s Magic Power perception.

Finally, through the collaborative efforts of Heluo, human monarchs of the Nine Great Kingdoms, and the Warlock Brotherhood, the gown underwent a unique Sanctification treatment during the Harvest Festival at the altar, endowing it with pure and immense protective faith.

Theoretically, as long as the wearer remained within the Elf, Dwarf, or human territories, they would gain a degree of territorial advantage and receive significant combat boosts.

Looking at the gown’s black and gold intertwined dominant patterns, combined with its armor-like fitted design, Luo En couldn’t help recalling the God Battle Clothes worn by Evil God Loki.

Thankfully, it wasn’t bright yellow, nor did it sport any dragon or python motifs.

Otherwise, the Immortal Palace would certainly be lively today.

Luo En silently mocked himself with a thought. Reluctantly, he accepted their kindness for their peace of mind.

As he finished dressing, the tension amongst Heluo and the others finally eased.

Receiving this gift was likened to indirectly binding them together.

This gown, blessed by Elves, Dwarves, and humans, effectively served as a partial altar. If they encountered a major crisis, they could use it as a medium to perform sacrifices and prayers to the God of Fire and Tricks for his protection.

In this way, even if Odin wanted to harm the Elf, Dwarf, or human nations, he wouldn’t be able to act recklessly—unless he could simultaneously wipe out all three nations without leaving any trace.

With the resonant sound of a horn and the lively cheers rising from the plaza, Heluo stepped forward to tidy her foster father’s collar before moving back with satisfaction:

"Alright, the celebration is about to begin, and we should head back now. Dad, you too—don’t keep everyone outside waiting."

After speaking, Heluo led Celebrian, Rose, and the others out of the Golden Palace, heading toward a certain part of the plaza.

From a distance, Luo En observed and couldn’t help noticing that the rulers of the three Light Elf factions, representatives of the two Dark Elf sects, the leaders of the Seven Dwarf Clans, as well as monarchs of human kingdoms and mages of the Warlock Brotherhood, seemed all present.

Moreover, amidst the sea of heads, he spotted Frost Giant King Laofei, Mountain Giant King Xia Ji, and Warner God King Njord.

Except for Death God Hela, who was bound to the Netherworld, almost all factions from the Nine Great Kingdoms had sent representatives—a rare convergence of talents, seemingly gathered for shared festivities.

"All this just for a celebration? Is it really necessary to go this far?"

Luo En rubbed his aching temples and looked, half amused and half exasperated, toward the couple standing at the entrance—Odin and Goddess Freya.