Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 427 Just pamper him

There has never been any fairness in the war of gods.

Divine office, the characteristics it brings, the divine power at one's disposal, the size of the divine power pool, the number of believers, the amount of power borrowed, one's own combat skills, and other factors will all have a significant impact on the outcome of the battle.

The number and strength of the gods will also affect the outcome.

Thor went all out, and Artemis immediately groaned inwardly.

This is not a difference of magnitude.

Artemis held all the hunting divine authority in the entire Greek world, a small portion of the nature divine authority, and most of the divine power of a small world. This supply of divine power was definitely above average among the twelve god-kings.

This is still far inferior to Thor, a proper prince.

Oh, by the way, there is no concept of a prince in the modern Greek pantheon.

As the queen of the gods, Hera bore three children—Ares, the god of war; Hephaestus, the god of fire; and Hepa, the goddess of youth—none of whom possessed the qualities of a divine ruler. Zeus, a power-hungry man, never designated a crown prince.

From this perspective, aside from Zeus himself and Hades, the strongest of the twelve gods is actually Poseidon, the god of the sea.

Unfortunately, Poseidon's divine duties were limited to the sea.

Apart from Zeus, there was no other being in the entire Greek pantheon who had the power to command half the world's power.

But Thor on the other side enjoys such outrageous privileges!
When Thor unleashed a barrage of 13 Worldswords in one go, the mothers of the six God-Kings all witnessed this scene.

Their children, though divine kings, are merely authorized by Downs to wield the power of a realm at any time and for any period of time.

In the eyes of the gods, this was the favor of His Majesty the God-Emperor.

Compared to Thor, who is a prince, this is nothing.

In this way, Downs declared to the Aesir gods that Thor's position was unshakeable.

Towns is putting on a show of 'just spoil him'.

Artemis, who was forcibly placed on the table in the play, had a tough time.

Thor, as the most powerful attacker in the pantheon, would be equivalent to Zeus in the Olympian pantheon.

Thunder is a divine power exclusively held by Zeus, and no one is allowed to touch it. How could its power be anything less?

Not to mention that with the World Sword symbolizing the 13 worlds at its command, Thor's ferocity made her momentarily disoriented—it was Zeus, not Thor, who wanted to beat her up!
"Hmph!" The goddess swiftly bit her fingertip, drawing blood from the bow. Her holy blood ignited the massive divine power accumulated within, and a phantom world appeared behind her. Tens of thousands of rays of natural light of different colors traversed the void, condensing into the spiral arrow in her hand that should have been able to pierce through heaven and earth.

The next second, it was merely the vibration of the bowstring that triggered a resonance between heaven and earth.

Under normal circumstances, even if the opponent is a supreme god of a realm, he would most likely perish under this arrow.

Unfortunately, Artemis dared not gamble.

Almost the instant the arrow left the bowstring, she turned and fled at top speed.

Thor roared, and an illusion of the Midgard miniature world appeared behind him. Infused with the power of the entire world, Thor's Mjolnir visually grew to the size of a mountain. The warhammer drew upon the power of the world, and its illusion struck the incoming divine arrow, producing a dull sound, like a blunt object hitting a large lump of paste.

Only those in the know understand that it was the clash of forces between two worlds, the conflict between different world powers creating a state that was almost a chaotic vortex.

The sound became so indistinct because there was no longer a stable air mass in the surrounding space to act as a medium for sound propagation.

The outcome will be decided in a single breath!
Midgard was originally larger than the small world enslaved by Artemis, not to mention that Midgard has expanded many times over time, and Midgard alone is not much smaller than the original Indian subcontinent.

The clash of the forces of the two worlds was like a large cart crashing into a child's toy car. Not to mention that after Artemis's arrow, there was no further replenishment of divine power.

This was destined to be a clash between two forces of different magnitudes.

"Don't even think about running away!" Thor's lightning surged, having borrowed the power of the Midgard world, now it was time to unleash his true skills.

As the lightning-infused magma from the warhammer streaked across the sky, it coalesced into the phantom of a colossal axe capable of splitting the heavens. The chopping motion shattered the earth, sending countless boulders the size of carriages flying into the air, resembling breadcrumbs from afar.

The scale of this event was terrifying.

For a moment, Downs was in a daze, thinking that the Stormbreaker, which did not exist in this life, had fallen into Thor's hands.

Thor's attack range was simply too exaggerated. It not only targeted her retreat route but also covered the entire spatial passage. This temporary battlefield, constructed with the laws of the star field, even showed signs of collapsing.

If Artemis were to retreat any further, it would be tantamount to plunging herself headlong into a trap that would kill the gods.

Artemis was shocked.

The intense lightning before her eyes left her mind blank.

As a wild goddess, she often acts on instinct, and is the kind of person whose hands move faster than her brain.

In the midst of despair, she instinctively found the only weakness in Thor's move.

It lies not in the sky, but beneath Thor's soaring divine form.

Seeing that her nymph goddesses were all pale and at a loss, she felt sorry for her subordinates and stretched out her right hand to form a net of divine power, which caught the nymph goddesses.

In the split second before the lightning struck, Artemis, instead of retreating, charged forward into the depths of the thundercloud a hundred meters below Thor, crashing into a burst of rainbow light...

Thor: “…”

Towns: "..."

Gods: "..."

After a brief delay, Thor's move finally dismantled the spatial passage.

A huge Thor was squawking and croaking amidst the elemental turbulence caused by the collapse of the passage.

At the same time, on Towns' side, the entire hall fell into an eerie stillness.

"Wait! What did that goddess just go into..." It took Ishtar several seconds to finally manage to utter a sentence.

No reason why, they just look so alike!
During the great war between the Sumerian pantheon and the Aesir, there was a goddess who charged ahead recklessly, single-handedly storming Asgard and defeating several gods, including Baldr.

Yes! That idiot back then was Ishtar.

So much so that even after all these years, the title of "Goddess of Pig Rush" still hangs on her forehead.

If she weren't so good at fighting, her reputation would probably drop two levels, falling to the level of a "foolish, pretty but useless goddess."

"Hoo hoo! Haha! Wahahaha!" Towns hadn't laughed this heartily in years. He turned to Atalanta, who was dressed in a sheer white gauze maid's outfit: "Come on, let's go for a walk. Let's go meet your goddess king."

Atalanta's face turned ashen instantly.

(End of this chapter)