Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 432 Asa's Version of Tian Ji's Horse Racing

The Palace of Pleasure was as noisy as ever.

With Thor and the giants around, this place will never be dull.

Initially, only dwarven musicians performed here, but as the Aesir expanded, the number of musicians from various races increased. They often adopted a rotating system, with one band performing each night, seven days a week, featuring different themed bands at the main hall of the Palace of Pleasure.

Other bands could also perform in the side halls on ordinary days, but it was customary that on important days, the dwarf bands would always perform in the main hall.

Today is clearly considered an important day.

Halfway through the banquet, some deities who couldn't hold their liquor would have already left to rest, but this night, no deity left. Even the lowest-ranking subordinate deities shamelessly stayed, as everyone eagerly awaited the arrival of that particular deity.

As expected, a commotion arose, and everyone immediately realized that the main character of tonight's banquet had arrived.

"Greetings to His Majesty the Supreme Divine Emperor—"

The gift cannot be discarded!

Especially on a day like this, when force is being displayed!
The conductor understood, and with a gesture, the music in the palace shifted, immediately becoming majestic and powerful.

"My subjects, this is the Palace of Pleasure, please dispense with formalities."

Amidst the deep, resonant music, the enormous Downs strode confidently ahead. The gods, looking up, indeed saw behind Downs Artemis, the goddess of the hunt, being led by Amaterasu, adorned in magnificent feathered robes.

The goddess, who once exuded youthful charm, now had her long, flowing black hair neatly styled into a bun characteristic of a young woman. Despite her dashing leather hunting attire, every step she took seemed unsteady.

It's not just a matter of appearance; if Amaterasu really didn't help her up, she would have fallen flat on her face.

Feeling the immense divine power emanating from Artemis, which could be described as that of a god-king, and seeing her awkward gait as if her bones were falling apart, hundreds of Aesir gods simultaneously burst into thunderous laughter.

"Oh oh oh!"

"Is this the Goddess Queen who claims she will destroy our Aesir race? How ambitious!"

"Haha! This bracelet really suits you!"

Countless taunts nearly crushed Artemis on the spot. Her delicate chin almost pierced her own canyon. But the more she dared not look up, the louder the mockery grew.

At this moment, Amaterasu unexpectedly comforted her gently: "Raise your head! Artemis, face the reality bravely. You can't go back."

Artemis shuddered and remained silent.

Amaterasu continued in the same tone, speaking words that were utterly cutting: "If you really had that kind of courage, you should have killed yourself the moment you strayed into Asgard. You don't even have the courage to face destruction. You don't even have enough strength to defeat His Majesty, so you should obediently become a conquered one and learn how to please this supreme god-emperor of the entire universe!"

"But..." Artemis said half a sentence, feeling extremely wronged, and then stopped.

"Don't worry, you are the first Greek god-king to surrender, but you will definitely not be the last," Freya said with a hint of arrogance from behind Artemis.

Just then, Atalanta, who had just been tormented alongside Artemis, fully accepted her new role. She presented a set of clothes specially made for the Hunting Festival and said earnestly, "Please, goddess, change and come up on stage to dance."

Hunting also has seasons. Hunters who believe in Artemis often offer her the fattest prey as a sacrifice at the end of the hunting season and dance enthusiastically around the campfire.

Artemis never imagined that one day she would be the one to perform this dance, in order to curry favor with her new master.

Surrounding them were not only Atalanta, but also Hippolyta, the Amazon queen, who, possessing divine blood, was also one of Artemis's most core supporters. Now, all three of them had been wiped out.

At this moment, each of the nymph goddesses also revealed a sorrowful yet pleading look in their eyes.

"Please invite the goddess to the stage!"

The voices of her subordinates and believers were like roasting Artemis on a fire. The situation left her no room for refusal!

Amidst the cheers and jeers that rose and fell in the hall, and accompanied by music, Artemis began to dance stiffly.

The Aesir gods were overjoyed.

On stage, Artemis displayed her not-yet-perfect dance skills, but that didn't dampen the excitement of the crowd.

One goddess has descended, how far behind are the rest?
The worst thing about war is not seeing the future and not being able to grasp any hope.

Now that the dawn of victory is in sight, anyone with ulterior motives will be swiftly extinguished.

Thor, holding a piece of wild boar meat, approached Towns's throne.

"Father God, how is it?"

Towns knew, of course, that his eldest son wasn't asking about the goddess. He was asking about the war.

“Apart from Gilgamesh, the others are a bit inexperienced. But that’s alright, we have the leeway to make mistakes. But for a god-king of Artemis’s caliber, losing one of them means losing one forever.”

The problem of a generational gap was actually quite serious in the Olympian pantheon.

Even Zeus couldn't do anything about it.

Of course, he hopes his children can take care of everything, so he can go out and fool around all day until he disappears from public view.

The truth is, he didn't have many gods he could trust.

In the Olympian pantheon, rife with betrayal, his volatile grandfather and shameless father, along with Zeus himself, had long since erased the word "honesty" from the Olympian lexicon.

Without enough trustworthy new gods, it is impossible to bestow powerful divine authority, and consequently, it is impossible to cultivate new gods.

This is an endless loop.

Ultimately, Zeus's most reliable confidants were his brothers Poseidon and Hades.

Today, both sides sent six god-kings to compete. It seems that the Asgardians are not performing well, but in reality, this is the Asgardian version of Tian Ji's horse racing strategy.

These prodigies are, in Towns' eyes, inferior horses.

Since Gilgamesh won, he naturally qualifies to be officially regarded as a 'medium horse'.

Don't forget, Towns still has a bunch of strong players he hasn't deployed yet.

Let's not even talk about Thor.

Below Thor, there are other renowned top-tier powerhouses who have not yet mobilized, such as Hela, the goddess of the underworld; Frey, the god of light; Arthur, the god of knights; Vidal, the god of the forest; and Tyr, the god of war.

In terms of the number of top-level gods, the Aesir far surpassed the Greeks!
The only question is, once they invade the Greek world, how much divine power will the three brothers Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades unleash?

These three are in the same league.

Moving down the rankings, Apollo and Athena are not weak, but their divine roles limit their scope for action, directly locking in their combat power and making it difficult for them to surpass the three Zeus brothers who controlled the origin of the world.

As for Ares, the god of war, let's forget about him.

Towns really looks down on the goofy war god who can get his hands on money from the god of wealth.

(End of this chapter)