Chapter 1380: Chapter 81: The Queen’s Struggle for Supremacy (Part 2)
Hecate thought of this and couldn’t help but angrily scold the surrounding goddesses:
“I figured it out, you all want to put me on the hot seat. Waiting for me to die outside so you can inherit my position as the God Queen, is that it?!”
“Don’t worry, it’s not like you’re the only one carrying this tough job, we’ll all help.”
The goddesses chimed in unison to show their stance.
“We are here too!” Urd led her two sisters forward and said, “Once the plan starts, we will join forces with other fate goddesses to disrupt the fate lines of the five divine eras of Europe and block all external perceptions and spying. Then, as long as we don’t actively disclose, no one will know your ‘Origin’ is a fake.”
The Three Lake Fairies, the Three Sons of Destiny, and The Three Graces all nodded, expressing that they would spare no effort to support this plan.
Put in a difficult spot, Hecate laughed instead of getting angry:
“So, you all admit I’m the God Queen now?”
So, you dug this pit here for us to jump into! Crafty vixen!
The goddesses glared with anger, cursing this cunning Goddess of Conspiracy in their hearts.
But ultimately, they begrudgingly agreed to let Hecate crown herself with this title.
After all, right now, no one could better replace Luo En to attract attention and confuse the enemies than this Goddess of Conspiracy.
— After all, it’s just a title, and people can be replaced.
The goddesses, while outwardly smiling and offering congratulations to Hecate, secretly harbored malicious hopes for this ‘God Queen’ to perish soon so they could take her place.
Seeing the open and covert struggles among this group of goddesses, Luo En found it laughable and quickly instructed:
“Time is of the essence, you should go back and prepare first. I need to stay to discuss some matters with Tiamat and the others alone.”
With Luo En’s reminder, the goddesses wisely nodded and each led their divine era’s small groups back to their posts.
With a rough count, the number of small groups seemed to have doubled from when they came.
Especially around Hecate.
Athena and Thetis, who were as close as sisters to this Goddess of Conspiracy earlier, had each distanced themselves. Meanwhile, The Three Graces and The Nine Muses gathered behind Hestia, while Hera and Aphrodite stood together like mother and daughter… The scene couldn’t be more bizarre.
Luo En sighed, shaking his head as he walked towards the Great Temple in the Garden of Eden.
Tall withered grass in the wilderness rustled and bent to both sides.
A young man with a hint of nobility in his demeanor, but in tattered clothing, ran while glancing back.
The chaotic shouting and curses that followed, along with the barking of hounds, made him curse repeatedly in his heart.
Damn Jews, a bunch of ungrateful wretches! Why didn’t Ramses II send troops to slaughter you all?
The fugitive was, of course, the enchantress Pandora, who had assumed the alias ‘Moses’.
Originally, she had formed a connection with an Egyptian princess, becoming her adopted son and living comfortably in the Egyptian Royal Palace.
However, a group of Jews, claiming kinship, had unearthed her identity and insisted on drafting her into their ranks, urging her to lead these so-called ‘fellow countrymen’ out of Egypt and back to their homeland in Canaan.
Honestly, Pandora didn’t want to leave her good life to mix with these enslaved ‘countrymen’.
But not long ago, her superior sent word, instructing her to agree to this request, infiltrate the Jews, and arrange some measures on the sly.
Unexpectedly, she had just quietly invited a few leading Jewish elders into her home to discuss the possibility of peaceful escape.
Unexpectedly, an Egyptian servant ‘just so happened’ to arrive at the door, overheard their conversation, and discovered her Jewish identity.
Before Pandora could react, the Jewish elders in the room rushed out and silenced the informed party.
With just a bit of contemplation, Pandora could tell this was likely an offering sent by the Canaan Gods to force her down a path with no return alongside the Jews.
Pandora initially didn’t want to agree too quickly, to avoid falling into a passive position.
However, she underestimated this nation’s propensity for betrayal.
The next day, all of the Egyptian Divine Era’s capital, Pier, was abuzz with the news of her being a Jew and her associations with several Jewish sect elders.
A group of Jewish slaves stood up to testify, vividly describing a certain prophet wanting to lead them out of suffering back to their homeland.
Worse yet, the corpse of the dead servant was yet again ‘coincidentally’ discovered by others.
Soon, a fully armed Egyptian soldier stormed into her mansion to arrest her.
This time, it’s like mud fell in the pants, whether or not it’s feces, it looks like it.
Pandora had no choice but to escape from the capital Pier with the Jewish elders, scattering amidst the pursuit of soldiers.
Of course, she did this intentionally.
If the hidden Canaan Gods didn’t intervene, those Jewish elders who framed her were likely now dead fodder for fish or lying in ditches, or, if luckier, would be recaptured to continue as slaves.
If they did intervene, they would inevitably be targeted by the Egyptian Gods, making their days equally difficult.
Pandora snorted coldly, hearing the barking dogs and hoofbeats behind her gradually fade away. She slowly stopped, looking around.
She recognized this place, as she recalled, it should be called ‘Midian’.
However, looking as far as the eye could see, the sparse vegetation offered little cover. Running deeper would lead to an open desert, exposing her trail to the Egyptian cavalry and hounds.