Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 430 Goddess of the Hunt
A chill ran down my spine!
It wasn't out of fear, but because of a mysterious power from a higher dimension she had never known, like thousands of chains binding her, tightly squeezing into the flesh and blood of her divine body.

Her divine leather armor, imbued with countless protective spells, offered no resistance whatsoever to her proud, perfect divine body.

This mysterious power easily seeped into her divine body and even her soul.

Her left hand remained in a bow-drawing posture, while the knuckles of her right hand turned bluish-white from excessive force. A low growl escaped her throat, trembling silently in the frozen space. Cold sweat beaded on her forehead, clinging to the tips of her eyelashes, reflecting the faint smile on the lips of the God-Emperor Tang Si opposite her. Her lungs, fixed by a mysterious force, could not expand, yet her heart seemed to still be pounding wildly in her chest, each tremor causing a painful ache in her eardrums.

In reality, her divine body couldn't move at all; all the movements were just her imagination.

Ten paces away, the divine power contained within the four arrows that failed to complete their mission would cause them to display eighty-one incredible variations—some fast, some slow, some direct, some disruptive, some sneaky, and some blocking movement.

This shot was worthy of being included in the universally acknowledged "Complete Guide to Archery".

Unfortunately, in Artemis's perception, all the changes evaporated at a speed that appeared extremely slow but was actually extremely fast.

In the completely still air, everything and everything in the property has been frozen in time.

Golden lines appeared at the corners of Artemis's eyes until the divine vision spell unique to the goddess of the hunt barely began to work.

She then realized why this divine spell hadn't frozen in place like her divine body.

It wasn't that Towns couldn't do it, but that he deliberately left this opening so that she could see clearly how she was defeated.

On the sidelines, several nymphs, Aesir gods, and Valkyries watched in astonishment as Artemis, along with the entire space, was frozen in place.

It took them a full ten seconds to realize from the reactions of the other onlookers that only Artemis herself was frozen in place, and that they were not restricted.

Heimdall blinked, then reinserted his [Bult Steel] Guardian Sword into the Rainbow Bridge saddle, effortlessly retrieving that good-for-nothing Thor.

Thor looked a bit disheveled in the void, though only his hair was a mess.

He had just returned when he saw Artemis frozen in time. He was taken aback, and his lips twitched slightly: "Did I miss the best part?"

"No! You've come at the perfect time."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Tang Si strolled over leisurely. Under Artemis's complicated gaze, he passed through the frozen space, deliberately letting his neck brush past the arrowheads of the four divine arrows, and thus came step by step to the frozen Artemis.

Due to their exaggerated height difference, even though Downs didn't deliberately try to get close to Artemis, there was still a distance of about five meters. She had to roll her eyes upwards to make sure she could see Downs' huge face.

Downs said casually, "You are permitted to speak."

The next instant, the mighty goddess of the hunt had a dazed feeling as if air was being allowed into her lungs.

She trembled all over, and goosebumps rose on her skin.

After a long pause, she finally managed to squeeze out a question through gritted teeth: "What exactly did you do?"

"Time, space, and destiny—guess what you've chosen?"

Time, space, destiny.

Three incredibly mysterious forces!
To this day, neither the Olympians nor the Aesir have a so-called god of time and space. There is a god of fate, of course, but Downs, you never claimed to be the god of fate!

Artemis felt a pang of distress.

When she was in this state, her subordinates, including several Nymphal goddesses, were terrified and turned pale on the spot.

Towns threw out three incredibly sophisticated topics that would be considered high-level even in the realm of gods. How was she supposed to respond?
Pain, heartache, frustration, despair... it was as if all the bitterness in the world had fallen into Artemis's mouth.

Correct!
Towns didn't use the power of the world; he used all his own power.

Just as mortals cannot comprehend the power of gods, and true gods cannot know the authority of the God-King, the gap between the God-King and the God-Emperor was still so vast that it drove Artemis to despair. After an unknown amount of time, she finally uttered, "I lost."

The next moment, she lost all her strength, her whole body went limp, and she fell backward.

Unexpectedly, her nymph goddess didn't arrive in time. Instead, a familiar yet unfamiliar figure leaped over, nimbly circled behind her, and grabbed her in a hug.

“Atalanta?” Artemis’s eyes widened.

"I'm sorry! My goddess! Perhaps now you know my helplessness." Atalanta's eyes were filled with tears, her expression incredibly complex, containing sadness, pity, love, and a strange, complicated feeling that she could fall into depravity along with the goddess she worshipped.

Artemis's lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't utter a single word.

have no choice?

Yes!

Towns Paulson is so powerful, beyond the limits of imagination.

How can you tell her, or even how can I resist?

Even though she knew she still had the strength to run ten laps around the entire territory of Greece, she felt as if her divine body had no strength left, as if all her bones had been removed.

Yes, a bone called "Courage"!

At that moment, she heard a deafening roar of cheers erupting around her, mixed with countless frivolous whistles.

In the past, she would have definitely gone on a killing spree.

But at that moment, the feeling of despair and helplessness drove her to fall forward and kneel before the giant.

She suddenly wondered how long it had been since she had knelt down in worship.

It seems like the last time was when she became the Queen of the Gods, paid homage to her father Zeus, and swore her loyalty.

Between Downs and Zeus, the two god-emperors, who is stronger?

Artemis truly had no idea.

All she knew was that from that very moment on, her fate was no longer in her own hands.

For some reason, she suddenly really hoped that Downs would win this divine war involving two worlds.

For no other reason than that if she went back like this, Hera would have a million ways to make her wish she were dead.

She suddenly realized that she understood Atalanta's thoughts a little better.

She couldn't remember exactly how she got to the back hall of the Silver Palace. The only thing she remembered was that in the end, it was the nymph goddesses who had been captured with her who helped her lie down.

Then she saw Atalanta lean closer and whisper, "Goddess, please be a good prey, and remember to beg His Majesty to make him smaller."

Smaller?

What do you mean?
When she saw Downs, she was startled and stunned, instinctively pleading as Atalanta had commanded, "Smaller! Smaller!"

On this day, the goddess of the hunt became the prey.

(End of this chapter)