As Hera spoke, she secretly cast Illusion on Andrew, lowering his guard.
Note, she was lowering Andrew's guard, not interfering with his judgment. Hera did not truly intend to shift the blame elsewhere. Her goal was to use the conversation to secretly set up her Trump Card.
Never underestimate any High God, even the severely corrupted High Gods of the Zeus Pantheon.
"Zeus? I'd quite like to beat him up, but forget it. Ask Thor to come help. I can't steal his kill."
Andrew shook his head and said, "Besides, a Thunderbolt showdown sounds pretty interesting. By the way, Hera, is your magic ready yet? I'm getting a little impatient waiting."
"You God Kings are all equally arrogant."
Realizing she had been exposed, Hera was startled at first, then snorted coldly and raised her hands. Countless Sky-Piercing Trees erupted from the ground with a rumble, their branches covered in vines. The vines then lashed toward Andrew like Venomous Snakes.
That was not all. Flowers bloomed on many of the trees, releasing a faint fragrance. It was a deadly poison capable of bringing down even gods.
Although Queen Hera governed benevolent divine domains such as marriage and childbirth, she was also highly skilled in Curse and poison magic.
There had once been a country called Aegina. Because it shared a name with Aegina, Zeus's river nymph lover, Hera cursed that country, causing it to suffer endless natural disasters and plagues until it resembled Hell.
Hera was undoubtedly the most jealous woman—or goddess—in the world. Of course, that was also related to her misfortune of ending up with a husband like Zeus.
Having successfully cast her magic, Hera let out a sigh of relief. She looked at Andrew with a hint of smugness. Even Zeus would not be able to escape her