I've Put Up with Your Shit for a Long Time!

Finally...she finally stopped!

The Divine Kin named Hippomenes glanced at Atalanta, who was bending down to pick up the Golden Apple, and was overjoyed. He immediately took the opportunity to run away and create distance between them.

However, this advantage lasted only a few minutes before the Huntress who had devoured the Golden Apple caught up again.

Hippomenes was startled and instinctively turned his head to look at Atalanta.

The hunter, who was running through the jungle, was momentarily thrown into disarray by the sight of this young man. He subconsciously slowed down, as if he couldn't bear to overtake him and cause him to lose his life.

Great! It works!

Thanks to the Aphrodite, if I win the competition, obtain this beautiful goddess, and possess the throne of Arcadia, I will surely preside over the sacrifice for you!

With less than a third of the journey remaining and still holding the advantage, Divine Kin Qing's eyes sparkled with excitement as he muttered a prayer.

"Snap!"

"Puff!"

Hippomenes's joy was short-lived; suddenly, he heard the crisp, trembling sound of a branch snapping and the dull thud of muscles tearing behind him.

She actually...

Divine Kin Qing watched the resolute scene of the Lord of the Mountain gritting his teeth and plunging a tree branch into his thigh muscle, letting blood ooze from the wound, and still desperately chasing after him, her heart suddenly clenched.

Atalanta's gaze, revealed when she inadvertently looked up, was filled with untamed wildness and ferocity.

This shouldn't be happening!

As Atalanta rapidly approached, Hippomenes as if from a dream, his face turning pale.

We absolutely cannot lose!

If he loses, this arrogant Arcadia lord will certainly not let him off!

However, when his fingers reached into his robes and touched the first Golden Apple, he felt a sense of relief.

Yes, I can! I can win!

I've heard from my elders that even among the powerful Twelve Olympian Gods, only the three virgin Hestia, Goddess of the Hearth Artemis, Goddess of Hunting; and Goddess of Wisdom Athena —could resist the influence of the Aphrodite's Authority.

Atalanta was just an ordinary demigod, and there was absolutely no way she could escape the attraction of lust.

The words, seemingly a form of self-hypnosis or self-encouragement, seemed to resonate in his mind. Just as the Huntress was about to catch up with him, the Qing Divine Kin immediately pulled out his first Golden Apple and threw it far behind him.

Atalanta clenched her teeth, a slight stinging sensation coming from her cherry lips, and a strong metallic taste seeping into her mouth.

Even so, she still subconsciously looked up, her emerald eyes fixed on the trajectory of the falling Golden Apple, and uncontrollably jumped up.

Yes, that's it, get it, eat it.

Hippomenes ran while shaking his head, his right hand involuntarily clenching into a fist, his heart filled with excitement and a shout.

However, at the same time, a sudden gust of wind, carrying a swift Black Shadow, brushed past him in the opposite direction.

Amidst the collapsing rocks, the Black Shadow figure leaped up and, with lightning speed, grabbed the Golden Apple first, then landed in a cloud of dust from a sudden stop.

"Give me!"

Atalanta's eyes turned red as she twisted and turned, rushing towards the Black Shadow.

I felt something was off since you hadn't come over for so long, thankfully you're here!

Samael sidestepped Atalanta's lunge and hid his other hand, which was holding the Golden Apple, behind his back. He glanced at the bewildered Qingya Divine Kin in front of him, his face grim.

"You did this?"

"I..."

Looking into those pitch-black Serpent Eyes that seemed to swallow up all light, Hippomenes felt a chill run down his spine, speechless, and covered in cold sweat.

Driven by instinct, the Qingyan Divine Kin dared not look up. He gritted his teeth and strode forward with his somewhat stiff legs, rushing towards the starting point of the mountain peak. A vortex of air surged around him, making his steps even lighter and faster.

He was the great-grandson of the sea god and possessed pure divine blood. His ancestor, Poseidon, not only ruled the ocean but was also a god who could control sea storms.

There's no need to pay them any attention! I'll win soon!

Do you still want to take advantage of people in distress?

You think you're worthy?

Samael's gaze was icy, his muscles bulged, and the moment he stomped forward, the air distorted slightly, and a terrifying sonic boom sent waves of earth flying several meters high.

"Give me back my things!"

Atalanta's pupils contracted, and she roared in anger. She immediately leaned forward, like a lion with its mane bristling, and leaped more than ten meters on all fours, relentlessly biting the guy who had stolen her treasure.

Haha! Great! It's a mountain stream area! Once we get through this section, we'll reach the finish line.

I have the blood of Poseidon in me, and all rivers, streams, and oceans will protect me!

Hippomenes gazed at the shimmering expanse of water ahead, overjoyed, eager to establish absolute dominance in his area of expertise.

"Buzz!"

However, he had only run a short distance when he felt a violent shockwave in the air behind him.

In an instant, the Black Shadow that had turned back earlier ran across the water without any hindrance, creating layers of water curtains that enveloped the person and formed a magnificent rainbow due to the high-speed friction.

Hippomenes, jolted awake from his daze by the sight of his own egg being splashed on the water, was astonished to discover that the creature was running faster on the water than on land!

How could this be? Could it be that the sea god bloodline in my body is fake?

Hippomenes was utterly bewildered, his eyes filled with disbelief.

What the Blue Divine Kin didn't know was that the competitor was the son of Tiamat, the source of the ocean's saltwater. He had traversed the Sea of Imaginary Numbers, experienced the Great Flood of West Asia, bathed in the rivers of the Underworld, and even Oceanus had soaked in them for hundreds of miles. In terms of affinity with the ocean, even if his ancestor Poseidon himself were to participate, the blessings he received would certainly be stronger than those of this monster.

While Hippomenes was momentarily stunned, another figure, on all fours, leaped like the wind among the rocks in the stream, and overtook him.

It is Atalanta, Lord!

The Divine Kin instantly regained his senses and desperately chased after the others. Seeing the gap between himself and the two ahead widening, he couldn't help but reach into his robes again, his eyes gleaming.

Immediately afterwards, the third Golden Apple was maliciously thrown into the valley outside Saiyu.

Atalanta, who was running, suddenly twitched her nostrils, like a cat that had spotted a light on a wall and was eagerly pouncing on it. She leaped out of the gate, ready to intercept the tempting Golden Apple.

Another figure, even faster than her, stepped onto the ground, and the force of the impact created waves tens of meters high, instantly cutting off the rushing river and revealing a layer of smooth pebbles on the riverbed below.

With a physique stronger than top-tier magical beasts, and at least a dozen dazzling physical talents and divine protection, Samael soared into the air, grabbing the third Golden Apple in one hand and carrying Atalanta in the other, forcefully turning back to Luosai.

What the hell is this monster?!

Hippomenes stared in disbelief, cursing under his breath.

At this point, having exhausted all his skills, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and run forward.

Fortunately, the complex mountain stream was finally over, and ahead lay a wide-open area of about 100 meters, where the long-awaited finish line was.

We're here! Almost there! Victory is mine!

So what if you're more talented? So what if your bloodline is stronger than mine? I am the one favored by fate and love!

Hippomenes' thoughts wandered, and a smile appeared on his face.

He had only run a few steps in the open area when that deadly roar behind him began again.

Amidst the swirling grass clippings, some persistent fellow strode past Hippomenes and rushed toward the finish line.

What's even more infuriating is that he was holding the stray cat that was scratching and rummaging through his arms.

Damn it! This whole thing is clearly mine!

Gazing at the two figures entangled together ahead, Hippomenes was filled with rage and malice. He drew water vapor from his hand, which coalesced into a deep blue trident.

Just then, Samael suddenly turned around and unleashed a whistling punch that slammed into the face of the Azure Divine Kin.

Hippomenes immediately coughed up blood, his teeth shattered, his facial bones and nose broke, and his body flew backward like a boulder rolling down a mountain, kicking up dust everywhere.

"I've been putting up with you for ages!"

Samael clenched his fist, his gaze dark and his voice icy.

Not far from the finish line, Hippomenes, nearly disfigured and slammed into a deep pit, uttered mournful cries as his body writhed and struggled in the mud like a maggot desperately trying to survive.