Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 429 Time Stop Series
The atmosphere at the scene was truly bizarre!
Logically speaking, a subject should die for his lord. Since their lord fell into enemy range, every single one of Heimdall's subjects should be guilty.

The tricky part is that Artemis was someone Downs specifically requested beforehand!

If she had been captured and brought before Downs by one of his ministers, bound and brought before him, it would have been the ministers' achievement. But Bridget and Thor failed to capture her, and she even managed to turn the tables and charge all the way to Asgard. Now the gods couldn't even find a way to persuade Downs.

Moreover, Artemis, as the king of the Greek gods, even if she was only one of them, still had the right to challenge the emperor.

Silently, Heimdall and his fellow guardians made room for her and Downs.

Artemis was both surprised and delighted!

Surprisingly, these Aesir gods clearly had absolute confidence in the power of their god-king.

The good news is that if she successfully kills Downs, she and her nymph goddesses will have a chance to survive.

She tried to calm her overly excited emotions, recalling the way the Aesir gods spoke, and provoked them with her words: "I have long heard of the Aesir god-king Downs Paulson's superb combat skills, and Artemis, the Olympian goddess of the hunt, has come to seek your guidance—"

She emphasized the word "divine power" in the word "combat skills," implying that she wanted to compete with Downs in terms of divine skills, rather than in terms of the total amount of divine power.

She knew very well that she was in dire straits. Under normal circumstances, Downs would never allow a rival God-King to return. She also had no chance of winning. She couldn't withstand Thor's combined power from multiple worlds, let alone the more powerful and authoritative God-Emperor Downs.

If we can't defeat them by force, we can only outsmart them!
Her words, ironically, made Downs think more highly of her.

Irene, standing next to Towns, secretly rolled her eyes at her silly sister, as if to say: You should learn from her! If you were half as smart as Artemis, you might not have lost so badly back then.

Ishtar gave Ereshkigal a bewildered look: Sister, what did you say?
Of course, Ai Lei wouldn't communicate with her mind at this time; it would be impolite. She remained silent and continued to be her audience.

Over here, Towns understood Artemis's implied meaning and smiled wryly.

With a wave of his hand, he caused the nearly ten World Swords that had been hovering behind him to retreat.

As Towns spoke, he slowly dismounted from Loki's Asgard and strode forward. With a rhythmic and steady gait, Towns began to hand the game:
“You are very clever. I hereby promise that in our duel, I will not borrow the power of any world from Jinlunga. I will only use my right hand, and I will not use any divine artifacts. As long as you strike my body or armor in any way before you fall, it will be your victory. I will release you and your subordinates safely. What do you say?”

This is more than just releasing water; it's releasing an entire ocean!

Artemis felt neither happy nor relieved; a chill ran through her.

In her view, the fact that Towns dared to make such a promise that was extremely detrimental to him only proved that he was either a frivolous person who talked nonsense, or he had absolute confidence in his own abilities! Now, no matter how you look at it, Towns is the latter!

Artemis was sweating bullets!

Even if you lose the battle, you won't lose the spirit!
On the surface, she glanced at Atalanta quickly, then spat out angrily, "Fine! I'm betting everything!"

To be honest, it wasn't her place not to place a bet.

She was the fish, and Tang was the butcher.

If she loses, Towns can chop her up however he wants.
At that moment, she even thought gloomily: it might have been better if she had just died at Thor's hands!
Ishtar didn't know what she was thinking. She turned to Brunhilde and asked, "Was I this stupid back then?"

"..." How was Brunhilde supposed to answer that?

Artemis quickly cleared her mind of all distractions and shouted sharply, "I'm going!"

Towns placed his left hand behind his back, spread his right hand, and smiled slightly, gesturing for him to come: "Come on!"

Artemis knew she only had one chance to attack; once the arrow left the bow, her life was no longer in her own hands. The idea of ​​using brute force to overcome skill was not for her.

Skill! Only the most exquisite skills could possibly change her fate.

She had one bow and four arrows.

Sharp arrows were held between each of his right fingers!
Just imagine how amazing the tricks she would pull off with the support of her divine magic.

Honestly, not to mention the nymph goddess beside her, Bridget opposite her, and the other Aesir gods who had arrived, even Heimdall was sweating for Downs.

A divine power fluctuation, completely different from that of the Asgardians, suddenly surged thousands of meters high in the Rainbow Bridge Palace, reaching the sky, dispersing the clouds, and making the already bright sky appear even clearer.

The immense divine power spread far and wide, attracting the attention of every resident of Asgard.

Unfortunately, they only dared to watch from afar.

Artemis truly lived up to her reputation as one of the Greek gods. Her aura kept rising, and just when she seemed unable to climb any higher, she would make a perfect turn and reach another peak!

Soon, the burst of divine power diminished rapidly.

This was not a sign of weakness on her part, but rather a genuine infusion of her divine power into her divine bow after it had been activated, gathering it onto the seemingly slender and weak bowstring.

Finally, the bowstring rang out!
This arrow not only moved the bowstring, but also the heartstrings of every Aesir god who came to watch the battle!

Not surprising at all!

The power of this arrow far exceeded the imagination of the gods.

Even the older generation of the Aesir archer god, Yul, was instantly visibly shaken.

He discerned at least thirty-six variations in Artemis's archery skills. Each one was incredibly profound, enough to leave a mortal archer with a lifetime of fascination.

The key point is that he hasn't noticed at least the same number of changes.

Artemis's archery skills have reached the pinnacle of spatial utilization!

In Yul's view, it was unlikely that these arrows would harm His Majesty the God-Emperor, but if their purpose was to make contact, the chances were quite high.

Unless His Majesty Towns does something beyond imagination.

However, his ability to go beyond archery made Yul feel a little disappointed.

Unfortunately, he guessed correctly.

The moment the arrow left the bowstring, the hunting goddess with long, smooth, jet-black hair suddenly contracted her pupils.

With her enhanced dynamic vision, she could clearly see the small amount of water vapor floating around her condensing into water droplets under the influence of divine power.

What terrified her was not the water droplets themselves, but that they were suspended in mid-air and would not fall. Not only the water droplets, but even the tiny dust particles that were swirling in the air due to the surging divine power were frozen at an eerie height, no longer moving. Even the ends of the black strands that had been lifted up by the movement of her high ponytail were fixed in a graceful arc.

A chill crept up her bare feet, and goosebumps rose on her skin!
(End of this chapter)