Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Generally, only martial gods or military gods with great martial arts skills or strength possess this ability.

Although the God of War is a weakling, his reputation is too great.

If the God of War were placed in any other mythological world, wouldn't he be the most powerful deity?

This power also corresponds to Night's title as Lord of Power and Lord of Armies when he was a Set.

If the authority bestowed by Poseidon could at least be considered a comprehensive gift package of 'Poseidon's Wrath,' then Ares, the God of War, was merely a scrap, directly incorporated into Set's position within Night's body, becoming part of the nutrients that promoted its growth.

Perfectly connected!

I once again inwardly scorned Ares; he was truly trash and petty.

However, when Ares descended, he seemed to be two-thirds smaller than Poseidon, the god of the sea. Although both were giants, Ares instantly appeared to be a dwarf.

It's understandable that he got fewer gold coins than Poseidon.

After receiving these two powers.

Night left the transit station and returned to the outside world.

Leaving behind a 'Black Tower' that was already exhausted and had fallen asleep in a daze.

With Ye's current strength, even after completing several intense post-dinner workouts, he is still full of energy.

Even compared to other heroes, he had gradually grown into an existence that mortals could not comprehend.

Upon arriving in the outside world, Ye discovered the surging wrath of Poseidon within her, along with the power of destruction that was gradually absorbing and fusing with this power (the power and authority given by the God of War had already been completely absorbed).

After a brief assessment, Ye discovered that she now seemed to be able to control storms and minor earthquakes.

If the combination is good, it might have a surprising effect at a crucial moment.

And the other side.

Helen woke up, and as she gradually recalled what had happened the day before, her soft, white skin beneath the slipped sheets flushed red, burning hot.

It seems that he lost consciousness in the middle of the battle, and when he regained consciousness, he found himself in a fierce close-range conflict, having been stabbed several times.

It seems that while she was losing consciousness, another version of her was making cream puffs with the hero and deliberately provoked him, only to be taught a lesson in return.

But they are the same person, and they will feel the same joy even if they are scolded by the person they like.

Having directly received all of her bodily sensations, she lost her balance and fell to the ground, in pain!

The overwhelming mental strain, combined with the simultaneous sensations of physical pleasure and pain, left his mind completely blank.

I finally managed to stand up after being completely exhausted from the event, but my foot slipped and I sat back down.

Did you slip? And fall right into the hero's arms?

They even accidentally broke all the freshly made cream puffs, puncturing them completely.

Helen then fainted again out of shame.

Then another version of herself seemed to come online and kept actively releasing her consciousness, taking turns to replace her... When she was with the hero, she knew she had just made a mistake and didn't want to come out, but she kept forcing herself to come out.

...as if they were deliberately trying to make her look foolish.

Because her consciousness always returns so suddenly, she often loses her balance and falls down, making embarrassing noises.

And now that I've woken up...

Recalling those scenes, she felt like she was going to faint; she was too ashamed to face anyone.

At this moment, Helen felt a sense of panic and uncertainty; she actually—

If Paris finds out about this, she's doomed.

Paris will never let himself off the hook.

Surprisingly, despite her initial aversion to men, she now feels nothing for Lord Griffith, even after what had happened...

Because of the goddess's previous request, she had more or less prepared herself and gone through a process of adaptation, so the result was not so hard to accept.

Even just comparing their looks, she seems to be the one who got the better deal?

When Helen forced herself to get up despite the pain and went to the dressing table, she was stunned when she saw herself in the mirror.

Her platinum blonde hair was casually draped over her shoulders, still slightly damp. Her large, watery blue eyes seemed to speak volumes, carrying a hint of warmth. She had a petite and slender figure, but her curves were perfectly proportioned.

She exuded a pure and alluring charm, seemingly radiating an astonishing feminine allure. Already incredibly beautiful, she appeared to have transformed into something even more stunning overnight.

This girl, who combines the qualities of a young girl and a mature woman, and is both innocent and alluring, is...myself?

Chapter 184 Your Subconscious Is More Honest Than Your Body

Stunned by the beauty of her newborn self, Helen suddenly sensed something.

The girl subconsciously turned slightly to the side, sticking out her little bottom to look at herself in the mirror. As if she saw something, her delicate little toes curled up, and she suddenly let out a gasp, blushing bright red.

Later--

After washing up and quickly getting dressed, Helen returned to her palace.

However, Helen was somewhat distracted; she would probably never forget that day.

Especially for this girl with a tragic fate, a beautiful young woman who might never have a true lover in her life, she gave all her pure feelings to the hero of that night.

I was already somewhat captivated by the night's allure and felt a strong liking for her.

It's not just men who are aroused; women are too.

It's just more subtle.

She didn't feel too bad about giving herself to the hero Griffith; in fact, she would blush from time to time when she thought of those memories.

If she weren't another version of herself, she probably wouldn't have dared to be so bold and reckless.

It was her honor to serve that legendary hero.

Even if such an ominous woman gave her virginity to a hero, her reputation would already be ruined. She was not qualified to approach a hero as dazzling as the sun.

To place oneself in an extremely humble position.

She was even somewhat relieved—thankfully, at least her body was still clean when she handed herself over to the hero.

I wonder if the hero has noticed this.

I hope the hero won't be disgusted by his own dirtiness.

Thinking of this, Helen's eyes dimmed, and she seemed about to shed tears as she recalled the painful memories.

However, she didn't ask for anything...—fortunately, the hero seemed unaware of his own identity.

Her Highness has never introduced herself.

As long as I don't have to see the hero again, it should be fine.

In time, the other person will gradually forget about it. She was already lucky to have enjoyed one night with a hero; she couldn't be greedy for more.

However, she will keep her body for him and does not plan to fall in love with any other man afterward.

The pure light bestowed by Lord Zeus has remained unactivated. Does this mean that I have already accepted the hero in my heart?

We've barely met.

This is the first time we've actually met.

But if Helen was initially attracted to Griffith's appearance, now, because of their past relationship, he seems to have gained a special place in her heart.

She will never forget that shameful night.

For a pure young girl who has had very little experience in that area, whose heart has not yet been tainted by the world, she will be more concerned about her first time and will be anxious about gains and losses.

Even after waking up from a dream, no matter how many men she's been with, she'll still recall her first time. That's probably what a "white moonlight" is.

However, although Helen had no intention of getting close to that hero again, the other 'her' inside her, who had taken over her body to complete the adult ritual, had not yet accepted this outcome.

Even if I lose my memory—

Despite being the queen who rules the sky, the Carthaginian dragon's domineering presence remains undiminished.

At that moment, it seemed as if they had overheard Helen's innermost thoughts.

The Red Dragon Queen, who still believed she was the second personality of this body, scoffed: "No way, Helen... As 'me,' when I meet someone I like who is outstanding, I should take the initiative and seize the future."

"One time won't satisfy me! Let's set a small goal first: get pregnant by the person you like and have a few babies, how about that? That way you won't get bored, right?"

Hearing the voice in her mind, Helen instantly transformed into a steam engine: "Little...little baby?!! What, what are you...saying! Ugh, 'Helen'!"

She couldn't understand why the two people, who were clearly the same person, could have such a huge difference in personality.

If Helen was extremely insecure, then Little Red Dragon was extremely confident and arrogant.

She's not the type to be overly affectionate, or rather, she's only affectionate towards the person she likes. She doesn't casually commit to a future partner, but once she's made up her mind, she'll be more proactive than anyone else...

Moreover—in the eyes of the queen who rules the sky, once she has made a move on her prey, there is absolutely no possibility of failure.

Her dictionary only contains fighting, victory, and then, in the battle that burns the world to the ground, she will forever triumph.

Even in relationships, it's just so-so! Skip the process, go straight to the result.

If you like someone, just force yourself on them. Knock them out and kiss them, and after that...

Yes, the possibility of failure was not considered at all.

The red dragon, already thoroughly enjoying the treat, even planned to continue tonight—she wanted to give the baby red dragon another cappuccino! Too much dessert can be addictive, you know.

Seemingly catching a glimpse of 'herself's' astonishing thoughts, Helen's brain was overloaded, and she almost fainted from embarrassment.

The moment when I was about to faint—

She seemed to vaguely hear the other person's mutterings and realized her true subconscious thoughts.

After all—not only could she vaguely glimpse some of her other self's thoughts, she also…

"Huh?! So you're actually kind of hoping for it too. So—it's just that you're not good enough, you want it but don't have the guts. Looks like you'll have to rely on me!"

The other person's words ripped away Helen's last fig leaf, leaving her unable to faint.

The ultimate boosting service is now online!

However, they haven't had a chance to take any action yet.

Paris is back.

Upon his return, when he saw Helen's stunning beauty, he was first stunned, then noticed that no matter what he did, he could not hide the allure and amazing charm that a woman so familiar to a philandering prince like Paris possessed after being touched...