Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 428 Like Me Back Then

I hate it when the atmosphere suddenly becomes awkward!
Heimdall has been guarding the Rainbow Bridge for many years.

Since Ragnarok, Heimdall, the guardian deity, has gained almost no credit.

He's a man of few words, rarely uttering a sound. No one among the established Aesir dared underestimate him, and even fewer of the later deities. The new gods were often curious about Heimdall's true strength. Ultimately, he was too low-key; he wouldn't even bother to go to Valhalla to fight like Thor did.

To this day, the Outer Gods have not only failed to penetrate the end of the Rainbow Bridge, but even the outer layers of the Kinlunga, like those of the Fusang and Indian pantheons, have not been able to get in.

The era is so ancient that most of the gods have forgotten that the Rainbow Bridge can teleport people regardless of whether they are friend or foe.

That rainbow just now was Heimdall's way of sending a rainbow light to rescue his younger sister Bridget, out of his heartache.

Bridget, a mortal new god, is nowhere near as resilient as the Aesir gods of giant blood. Thor, on the other hand, could be thrown into space for years and still not die. Of course, what he would do when he's starving and desperate is another story altogether.

Artemis moved too fast and crashed into the rainbow before Bridget and her attendants could.

The result was that in the 'mere' 30,000 square meters and 100 meters high Rainbow Bridge New Palace, Heimdall, with a group of minor gods entrusted with the responsibility of guarding the land, along with Bridget and a group of minor gods who arrived later, sandwiched Artemis and the others who had broken in.

Bridget and the others were at most surprised, but Artemis and the other Greek gods were utterly terrified.

God!

What is this place?
too horrible!
The heads of unknown chaotic behemoths were made into specimens and inlaid on the wall next to the main hall. Even though they had been dead for many years, the ferocious chaotic aura remaining on their heads still lingered like small chaotic suns, impossible to ignore.

If it weren't for those strange, tender green branches that ceaselessly absorbed the chaotic energy emanating from them, you might say that they were actually still alive, and perhaps even some nymph goddesses would believe it.

In addition, there are giant eyeballs and specimens of the remains of ferocious mythical beasts from an unknown pantheon.

What kind of transportation hub is this?
This is clearly a military museum where the Aesir gods flaunt their military achievements!

No wonder the Nymph goddesses were all trembling with fear.

Artemis's lips twitched slightly. She really hadn't expected that dodging Thor's deadly attack would lead her to accidentally stumble into the enemy's lair!

This time... it might be... the end!
Artemis was somewhat surprised; the white-skinned, golden-armored giant not far in front of her, who was almost three times her height, did not seem to have any intention of attacking. He did indeed draw his sword from a fixed pedestal, but he merely pointed the sharp blade at the ground without raising it high.

"I am Heimdall! The guardian deity responsible for guarding the gates of Asgard! I should be attacking you. But you are the goddess-king chosen by our king, so as long as you do not make any attacking moves, I will not attack you or your subordinates." Heimdall revealed a strange set of large gold teeth, but Artemis was certain that it was not a smile.

No attack?
Will they let us go back?

Within seconds, she knew it was wishful thinking. She soon discovered that as Heimdall pulled his divine sword from its fixed hilt, the rainbow light that had brought her there also subsided.

Heimdall's sword is the key to controlling this interdimensional teleportation artifact.

Artemis found the situation extremely difficult.

To get back, we must at least subdue this white-skinned, gold-toothed giant god in front of us, while enduring the harassment from Bridget behind us, and this is still within the enemy's divine realm.

Soon, she no longer needed to worry.

The enemy god-emperor arrived many times faster than she had imagined.

That boundless divine power was so exaggerated that for a moment, she almost felt as if the sun in the sky was crashing down in front of her. It was a divine horse far larger than any mortal warhorse.

Perhaps it was only because of such a terrifyingly powerful horse, whose shoulder height exceeded that of three people, that it was able to carry the golden-armored giant god on its back.

Even without feeling His boundless divine power, just looking at the sky full of Valkyries and the dozen or so goddesses accompanying him, this spectacle... who else could he be but the God Emperor Downs Paulson?
Most importantly, a familiar figure leaped into Artemis's field of vision.

"Atalanta?!"

The exclamation of her own goddess queen caused the former heroine to suddenly feel a burning heat all over her body, caused by shame.

Atalanta tried to pull her white gauze maid's robe tighter around her, revealing glimpses of her skin, while shrinking as far behind Brunhilde as possible. She truly didn't know what expression to wear when facing her most revered goddess-king.

She always felt that her weakness and submission were shameless betrayals of Artemis.

On the other hand, she increasingly felt that she could not resist Towns.

Many times, just one glance from Towns would make her feel hot all over and very moist.

Artemis instinctively flew into a rage: "Towns Paulson! What have you done to my constituents?!"

The furious voice, brimming with divine power and rage, carried far and wide, bringing a moment of silence to the surrounding environment.

Ah!
They really have guts!
Who would have thought that there would still be gods who dared to disrespect His Majesty the God Emperor in this day and age?

At the far end of the Divine Emperor's Path, the divine servants who had been kneeling on the ground curiously spread their senses. They wondered why there were still beings in this world who dared to commit such a heinous act.

Unexpectedly, Ishtar, that heartless guy, burst out laughing.

"It's so similar! It really is." She said out of the blue.

“Like what?” Artemis retorted fiercely.

“Just like me back then!” Ishtar sat on the bow of her Venusian bow, which was taller than a person, swinging her legs happily. As she laughed, her smile became more and more mischievous: “I quite cherish the unruly you you are now! I will remember you. I will watch the whole thing and see how you cry.”

Artemis could certainly sense Ishtar's power.

Honestly, every inch of her soul was sending her warning signals, telling her that she was now in dire straits.

But she just couldn't stand it!

At this moment, Downs chuckled leisurely: "What did I do to Atalanta? Let her tell you herself later."

Downs' ambiguous smile was, in itself, the greatest blasphemy against Artemis, the virgin goddess.

If any mortal dared to look at her like that, she would surely have his divine servants gouge out his eyes.

Unfortunately, the other party was not someone she could easily manipulate.

So Artemis raised her divine bow toward Downs...

(End of this chapter)