"Brother Apollo was actually defeated!"
When Artemis saw Apollo get kicked by Xiao Xie so hard that his fate was unknown, she covered her little mouth in shock, her face full of disbelief.
"Collect!"
With a flick of his right hand, Xiao Xie took out the Puppet Gourd and sucked in Artemis, who had yet to recover her senses. Then he instantly appeared beside Apollo and put the heavily wounded, unconscious Apollo into the Puppet Gourd as well.
As for the other chief Gods of Olympus, after sensing that Apollo had been defeated by Xiao Xie, they all pretended not to see anything and withdrew into their shells like turtles.
The longer one lived, the more one feared death. These Gods had all lived for hundreds of millions of years and understood well that the bird that stuck its head out got shot.
Even the strongest, Apollo, had been kicked into an unknown state of life or death by Xiao Xie. How could they dare entertain any thoughts of resistance?
"Master, you're truly too powerful—in every sense."
Within the Moon God Palace, Artemis clung tightly around Xiao Xie like a beautiful serpent, her smooth, alluring body wrapped around him. Her exquisite face rested against his chest, filled with laziness and satisfaction.
"I thought our great Moon Goddess would keep that proud expression even in bed. Who would've thought you're no different from an ordinary woman?"
Xiao Xie reached out and lifted Artemis's jade-white chin, looking into her emerald-like eyes with a teasing expression.
At his words, Artemis could not help recalling how she had taken the initiative and begged wildly just moments ago. A blush immediately spread across her pretty face.
"A God's pride is for those mortals. Before Master, I'm only a little maidservant!"
Artemis looked up at