But even if they knew, they wouldn't give in.

Venus, the treasure of Olympus Town and Mountain, did not hear any special meaning. He politely said, "Thank you to His Majesty the Sea Emperor for me."

After the gift-giving segment is the coronation. Venus closed his eyes and bowed slightly. The goddess of timing took off the white rose wreath that never faded from his head, put on the crown belonging to the god of love and beauty, and put on more gorgeous clothes. The goddess of luck blessed him, wishing Venus to be able to fully integrate with the godhead and become the real Olympian god with a unique power.

When Venus twitched his long eyelashes and opened his green eyes like gems again, all the gods breathed for a while, feeling the change from inside to outside on Venus.

He still looks bright and bright, and his eyes are bright, as if nothing has changed, but there is an indescribable seductive meaning. With a frown and a smile, all the gods present couldn't help breathing aggravate, and they were amazed by the absence of attention, and then a greed that wanted to fight and linger with them rose and fell into the abyss of desire.

From purity to... pure desire.

Venus always envied Apollo for holding many priesthoods, and in fact he held many of them himself. He was born with five priesthoods, but when he was a teenager, he lacked divine power and could only represent love and beauty. When he fully absorbed the divine personality, his attributes were truly complete.

Venus, one of the twelve main gods of Olympus, is in charge of love, beauty, navigation, reproduction, and...sexuality.

He is an adult and can enjoy sex.

Venus felt that he had not changed much, but that there was suddenly more knowledge in his mind.

...well, sexual knowledge.

That's all, it's not a big problem.

Venus felt that there was no change, but when he raised his eyes and swept around, he saw the hot madness in the eyes of the gods, and it clearly said "I want to sleep with you".

Venus: "..."

It's them that seem to have changed a lot.

The coronation ceremony is over, and the final stage is the dance, where Venus has to dance the opening dance with a god.

The three gods Hermes, Dionysus, and Ares immediately walked to the dance floor and invited Venus in the center of the dance floor. When the other gods saw that the three main gods had passed by, they did not dare to fight with them.

Hephaestus was the first to step out, but after taking a step, he realized his lame leg, his expression darkened, and he silently retreated.

The cripple was still dancing, and he could already foresee the jeers of the audience. This is the opening dance of Venus, and he can't lose face in public and screw up the Venus dance.

Apollo stood in place with some regrets. Of course, he is not against the beauty of Venus, but his twin sister Artemis hates the god of beauty and always keeps him away from Venus, which makes Apollo lose many opportunities to be courteous. God is great.

The sun god is naturally arrogant, and since he is likely to be rejected, even if he is moved, he will not take this step.

This is the opposite of Hephaestus, the god of fire, who has a low self-esteem.

But the result was the same, they both lost the chance to do the opening dance. Apollo looked at Hephaestus with sympathy. The bright and upright sun god never mocked Vulcan, but he felt pitiful.

Venus stood in the middle of the dance floor and watched three gods approaching him from three directions.

Dionysus, the god of wine, walked up to him, knelt down gracefully on one knee, and extended a hand to him: "Little Venus, can I invite you to dance when you grow up?"

The God of Deception, Hermes, stood on his left, holding his wand and giving a playful gentleman's salute: "Dear Your Highness, May I have the honor to ask you to dance?"

Ares, the god of war, stood on the right. He had always been straight, and he reached out to Venus very simply: "Venus, I want to dance with you."

Venus blinked.

Melancholy handsome man, handsome boy, handsome young man. The three male gods with their own strengths all stretched out their hands to Venus and invited him to dance.

One hand has peeled grapes for him, one hand has done tricks for him, one hand has taught him to hold a sword.

It's...it's hard to choose.

In the other direction, Hephaestus looked at the back of Venus surrounded by three male gods, lowered his head in disappointment and annoyance, and stared silently at his toes.

Because of his cowardice, he was not even a choice.

He is always a marginal figure, how can he stand in the center with a dazzling god like Venus.

Everyone in the audience was curious as to which god Venus would choose, which meant that the God of Beauty was likely to spend the night with that god.

"The first dance, I choose—" Venus' soft voice sounded in the hall.

The gods waited with bated breath.

"I chose to dance with my best friend Hephaestus."

The audience was in an uproar, and his eyes instantly fell on Hephaestus in the corner, allowing him to enjoy a much-anticipated treatment.

Apollo: "..." Well, the poor thing is himself, and the three gods who offered to invite but were rejected.

The three in the field looked different, but they were obviously not happy. The God of Bacchus and the God of Deception can quickly restrain their expressions, and the jealousy and disbelief of the God of War are almost written on their faces.

The gods whispered: "His Royal Highness the God of Beauty did not choose anyone, so he took the initiative to invite the God of Fire?"

"His Royal Highness the God of Beauty doesn't really like him, does he?"

"No, the white rose that all the gods of the holy mountain wanted to pick actually fell in love with Hephaestus? What a flower on cow dung."

...

Hephaestus raised his head in astonishment, suspecting that he was hallucinating.

But he saw Venus turn around and walk in his direction.

Not only auditory hallucinations, but also hallucinations.

Venus walked up to him and smiled at Hephaestus: "Hephaestus, would you like to dance with me?"

In fact, Venus didn't want to choose a single one. The most important opening dance, the one he wanted to dance with was Adonis.