Simultaneous travel: all abstract fun people

Chapter 328 Everything Can Be Ride, Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love and Beauty

As Roger rode on Pegasus's back, a thought struck him, and he brought up his achievement system panel.

He spotted the achievement he had just unlocked immediately:

[Achievement: Lord of Pegasus]

[Introduction: As the hero who tamed Pegasus, you will become Pegasus's master.]

[Effect: Improves riding skill; can ride anything.]

Roger looked at the line of text and nodded in satisfaction: "That's absolutely right."

That's right, he took care of the horse himself. Who is Hercules?
Polydeuces did not participate at all.

As for the results...

Roger tried to control the Pegasus beneath his feet with his mind, and it was indeed much easier than before.

He couldn't help but start to ponder: "If it's true that everything can be ridden..."

"Can that person ride it?"

Can the enemy ride it?

Can gods be ridden?

He became more and more excited as he thought about it.

Roger and his two companions soon returned safely to the port of Iolcas, where the Argo was docked.

Jason and the others were already waiting on the shore. When they saw Roger descending from the sky on a white horse with long wings, they all gathered around.

"Did you really get your hands on Pegasus?" someone asked in surprise.

"How did you do that?" another person pressed.

Just as Polydeuces was about to explain that Heracles had subdued Pegasus with the golden bridle, Roger interrupted him with a light cough.

"The main thing is that I added a blessing to the golden bridle."

Roger said calmly.

Hercules scoffed, "Did you also blacken it?"

After a lively discussion, the group finally joined forces to chain Pegasus to the ship.

After everyone boarded the ship, Jason prepared to direct the departure.

But the moment he took command, without Roger's riding form, Pegasus suddenly became uncontrollable!

It suddenly yanked the cable, pulling the entire Argo toward the shore!
The boats glided across the beach, making a screeching sound.

He demonstrated to everyone what it means to "sail on dry land".

Seeing that things were not going well, Roger immediately stepped forward, took over the command, got back into riding mode, and grabbed the reins.

In an instant, Pegasus became docile, as if it had finally found its true master.

Roger scoffed, "You useless Jason, you're fired."

Roger then thought for a moment, turned to Jason and said, "Navigator Jason, show me the way."

Jason nodded: "Yes, Captain Roger."

Roger stood in the middle of the deck and shouted, "Guys, let's go find One Piece... the Golden Fleece!"

The crowd responded in unison, and as the sails rose, the Argo slowly sailed away from the port.

Pulled by Pegasus, the Argo was much faster than ever before, even gliding low over the sea like a giant bird skimming across the water.

Along the way, everyone was in high spirits and began singing battle songs.

Just as they were immersed in the dual joy of singing and speed, an island gradually emerged from the dawn ahead.

Jason suddenly seemed to have discovered something strange, pointing to the shore: "Guys, look, the shore is full of women!"

Everyone looked toward the island and saw that the shore was densely packed with people.

Without exception, they were all women!
They were fully armed, carrying spears and shields, and some even carried bows and arrows, their eyes watching their large ship warily.

Polydexus's eyes widened.

"What's going on? Have all the men died?"

"Or have we accidentally wandered into a land of women?"

Castor joked from the side, "Why don't we send a representative over to have a talk and see if we can come up with some... um, interesting collaborative projects?"

“Oudoudou, what do you mean?” Pollux frowned.

“Oh, those who know, know.” Castor winked.

"You two shut up."

Hercules said coldly, "These things are not for us to think about at a time like this."

“We are accomplishing a great feat,” Jason said after a moment of contemplation. “However, we should indeed send a peace envoy to understand the situation before deciding whether to land.”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Hercules suddenly looked at Roger, who had been silent all along: "Roger, what are you thinking?"

Roger raised an eyebrow upon hearing this: "What do I think? Of course, it's to create everything directly."

He had just recalled something and had some recollection of what happened on the island of Lemnos.

It is said that Aphrodite, the goddess of love, was angry because she felt that the men of Lemnos had brought back many foreign women from Thrace, neglecting their own wives.

This ignited the women's jealousy, leading them to kill all the men on the island, regardless of age or gender, even infants.

Only Queen Hypersisborough locked her father, King Toas, in a wooden chest and let him sail away.

This sounds rather abstract.

Aphrodite herself was constantly cuckolding her husband Hephaestus, and the entire Mount Olympus was filled with her lovers.

And yet she still has the nerve to meddle in other people's relationship problems?

Is she worthy?
Of course not.

It can only be said that whether they are gods or mortals, they are indeed born with the ability to love.

In such situations, Roger always goes straight for the punch.

Thinking of this, Pegasus had already pulled the boat ashore!
With a loud bang, the Argo crashed through several rows of fences, scaring the armed women on the shore into scattering in all directions.

"Roger!"

Jason was shocked: "What are you doing? This is too radical!"

"radical?"

Roger remained calm: "I heard that these women killed their husbands and children."

Do you think it's useful to reason with this kind of person?

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other.

Hercules, who was born with a dislike for women, nodded: "Well done."

He took out the bow that Apollo had given him from behind his back, and an arrow from the golden quiver that Hephaestus had given him.

"Roger, you steer the boat, I'll shoot the arrows, and together we'll take care of these sinners."

"That's right."

Roger nodded in satisfaction.

As he spoke, he grabbed the reins and rode Pegasus onward.

The celestial horse spread its wings and galloped wildly, dragging the entire Argo across the land.

Hercules, standing at the bow of the ship, transformed into a relentless archery machine, unleashing a barrage of arrows!
The arrows in his hand, coated with venom, shot out with deadly precision, each one aimed precisely at its target.

Head, heart, neck...

In short, anyone hit by an arrow would immediately fall, without exception.

"This poisoned arrow is unusual."

Polyduces muttered to himself.

Hercules replied coldly, "That's right, I personally soaked it in the venomous blood of the Hydra after I killed it."

Upon hearing this, everyone shuddered.

"You are too cruel!"

Castor exclaimed in surprise.

Hercules remained expressionless: "To deal with these criminals who slaughtered children, I must be ruthless."

It's possible that Hercules was cursed by Hera and went mad, shooting and killing his own children.

Therefore, when they learned that these criminals even killed children.

He recalled his past experiences and became somewhat deranged.

Just then, an extremely charming voice suddenly rang out.

"Bold."

Her voice was as sweet as honey, so sweet it made your bones melt.

But his tone was as cold as an iceberg.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up.

In mid-air, a goddess slowly appeared.

(End of this chapter)