The Huntress Who Was Forced to Go Hunting

"Ah!" The Nymph Goddesses shrieked as they instinctively attacked in unison, hurling all kinds of elemental assaults at the giant hand reaching for Artemis.

Their powerful divine attacks struck the enormous palm, adding flashes of light to the silent void. For a moment, it was as dazzling as fireworks.

But that was all it was: a pretty display.

Aside from blasting away some strange Chaos growths on the huge fingers, attacks of that caliber barely tickled a Titan God's Godly Physique.

They managed to knock loose a few bits of flesh and stone, but that was the limit of their power. They did nothing to relieve the danger Artemis was in.

"Who are you!?" Artemis was one of the strongest Main Gods, and Zeus doted on her. Her equipment was lavish to the extreme.

For an ordinary god or demigod, obtaining even one divine artifact personally crafted by the god of fire, Hephaestus, was already a stroke of incredible luck.

Her Golden Bow had been made by the Cyclopes. It was on the same level as the thunderbolt scepter Zeus had used to sweep aside the Titan Gods. A single draw of the bow and release of an arrow unleashed golden light no less powerful than a small solar storm.

"Bzzzt!" Its dazzling golden light illuminated the void for dozens of kilometers in every direction.

The blow was so powerful that it pierced the Chaos Titan's unbreakable palm in an instant, leaving a gaping hole large enough for a carriage to pass through. The Chaos creations growing on it turned to ash and vanished into the void.

Artemis had wounded the sudden Titan hand. By all rights, the danger should have passed, but the warning bells in her mind didn't quiet down. If anything, they grew louder.

"Who?" she shouted.