Chapter 387: Chapter 344: The Last Day of Toraga, Let’s Bet on Who’s Faster! (Vote for Monthly Tickets!)
Indra stood erect.
His gaze intense, he stared straight at the Toraga before him, while the large crimson cloak behind him fluttered like a thousand troops, amplifying the sound of his words with its rustling.
Kashigyakya also stood resolutely by his side.
Finished?!
Hearing this, the Toraga glared at the Indra in front of him and instantly flew into a rage.
"What makes you think you can defeat me?"
"On what basis?"
The Toraga growled lowly.
Indra smiled.
Such a question from the Toraga showed how unwilling to accept this he was!
"Because we outnumber you, because we can break your blessings!"
"Kashigyakya, no need to waste words on him!"
"Attack!"
Indra spoke with righteous indignation.
Being able to break their opponent’s blessings was a sign of true strength.
Moreover, after this battle, Kashigyakya would ascend to the position of the Heavenly Emperor.
Indra would be able to retire in full glory. Of course, he had to perform well and provide a perfect ending for the "Indra’s Past Stories Book" that the Ritual Master Immortal was writing for him.
"I’ll cut off his retreat!"
Indra’s eyes shone like stars, brimming with excitement.
He roared enthusiastically, his voice reaching the sky. Clasping his rainbow bow, its body shimmered with color, with the seven colors of the light piercing through the cosmos, sweeping past numerous stars.
The Golden Sun Armor also burst into radiant light.
Whoosh!
A deep blue toxic light emerged from the Divine Armor, twined and formed into an arrow.
Divine Arrows to the sky!
Swish!
The Deep Blue Arrow, like cherry blossoms scattering or a fountain spraying, branched into countless arrows, raining down below, transforming the space around into a birdcage.
Indra’s eyes narrowed slightly as he drew his bow again.
Swish!
The second Kalahala Arrow was also let fly.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
The Divine Arrows instantly turned into Kalahala demons, rushing towards the Toraga with ferocious roars.
"I’m coming!"
Kashigyakya sprang into action as well.
Clutching the spear given to him by Parvati, he followed close behind.
The Toraga looked around warily, eyes fixed on the Kalahala demons, and immediately a battle axe appeared in his hands, swinging forward.
The Divine Axe spun, slicing through the air.
But at the moment of contact,
The Kalahala demons opened their gaping maws, eyes flaming, and their sharp fangs bit down on the axe blade.
Clang!!!
In an instant, the Divine Axe broke, and the Kalahala continued its assault, lunging at the Toraga, who swung his right arm up in defense.
The Kalahala bit down ferociously.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
"It hurts!"
The Toraga’s eyes bulged almost out of their sockets.
Pain!
Such unbearable pain! A foreign agony shot through him from his toes, along his spine, reaching the top of his head.
"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!"
"I... I’ve even completed the ardors... of the Mahadeva Goddess..."
"How... how could I fear this!"
The Toraga’s eyes were bloodshot, and with a sudden clench of his left fist, he thundered a punch outward.
Boom!
Under the ferocious power, the Helakela demon exploded.
At that moment, the figure of Kashigyakya holding the Divine Spear emerged strikingly.
His left hand forward and right hand gripping the Divine Spear, he raised it high, taking on the posture of leaping forward, crossing the toxic mist of the azure Milk Sea, heading straight for the forehead of the gigantic Toraga.
The tip of the Divine Spear glinted coldly!
The power of Parvati surged and undulated within the spear, as if it could pierce through the void, pierce through everything.
The Divine Spear shot out in an instant!
This strike pierced through flesh and bone, penetrating Toraga’s skull.
Spurt!
A column of blood shot into the sky, and a bloody rain spread all around.
Toraga’s hands spread wide, and that enormous body that could invoke endless fear instantly fell back.
The corpse lay amidst the stars.
Standing on Toraga’s forehead, Kashigyakya clenched his hands tightly and yanked out the Divine Spear with force, causing an even greater spurt of blood. His Golden Armor, bathed in the bloody rain, appeared as though it had undergone a warrior’s baptism, fully matured.
He raised the Divine Spear in his hand, standing amidst the blood rain, with blue poison mist swirling around him.
"We won!"
Kashigyakya’s eyes sparkled with excitement as he exclaimed.
This Toraga was nothing more than that!
But in the next moment, Toraga abruptly opened his eyes, a pair of blood-red pupils flickering with a cold light.
Swish!
The demon form that Toraga had taken.
He swung his massive claw and grasped Kashigyakya in his hand.
"Got you!"
"Little bug, did you think you could kill me just like that?"
"Die!"
Toraga laughed coldly as his large hand closed fiercely.
At that moment, Kashigyakya felt immense pain, every inch of his skin throughout his body bearing the brunt of boundless Divine Power, as if countless mountains from the Ganges were pressing down on him.
He twisted his body, his arms bursting with Divine Power, but still couldn’t pry open the hand.
Creak! Creak!
Terrifying pressure squeezed down, and Kashigyakya’s body endured the crushing force, emitting bursts of distorted cracking sounds.
"How can you... be unscathed!"
Kashigyakya struggled, his eyes filled with shock, terror, and disbelief.
His teacher had always told him that only he could break Toraga’s blessings, defeat Toraga, and save the Heavenly Realm.
How could this be?
"Hmph!"
Toraga held Kashigyakya in one hand while reaching for the top of his head with the other.
With a pinch of his fingers, he plucked out the Divine Spear.
Bang!
Toraga flicked his hand, and like flicking a toothpick, he sent the Divine Spear flying effortlessly.
"What does it matter if I tell you!"
"I have another blessing!"
"I hid half of my life in your mother’s feet. Unless you sever your mother’s legs, you will never be able to kill me!"
Toraga’s mouth split wide open, exhaling malevolent wind, and laughed mockingly.
Hearing this, Kashigyakya was immediately shocked.
"In my mother’s feet!"
Kashigyakya murmured to himself.
"Exactly!"
Toraga laughed coldly.
He rubbed his forehead with his left hand and squeezed Kashigyakya with his right, exerting force once again.
"Getting struck on the head with a spear really does hurt!"
"But you’ve run out of chances!"
Toraga laughed heartily.
"Who says there isn’t!"
Who says there isn’t! Who says there isn’t! Who says there isn’t!
Accompanied by a calm yet low shout, ferocious thunder roared abruptly behind Toraga.
Boom!
Rumbling thunder!
Lightning surged forth, bursting into a blinding bright light, making Toraga’s facial expression change unpredictably, his smile freezing in the process.
"Repent!"
Indra held the Vajra Pestle in both hands and smashed it down mightily.
Boom!
The Giant Mallet plummeted down, smashing directly onto the top of Toraga’s head.
"Ooooh!!!"
With Toraga’s large hand loosening its grip, he instantly brought his hands to his head and collapsed to his knees with a low whimper.
Streams of painful memories incessantly flooded into his mind!
He gritted his teeth and tried to stand, but a fierce wind struck from behind, and the Vajra Pestle crashed down again onto his head.
Bang!
The sinful memories from the Three Realms assailed him.
"Toraga!"
"It seems you have a lot of sins to answer for!"
Indra murmured in a low voice, his Divine Staff falling continuously like the toll of a bell.
Bang! Bang! Bang...
With every attempt Toraga made to rise, the Vajra Pestle fell upon him again.
For a moment, Toraga lay on the ground, his arms flailing, emitting low growls yet unable to stand.
"!!"
Indra blinked, rhythmically swinging the Vajra Pestle.
The next moment, his gaze shifted, turning toward Kashigyakya who stood there, frozen in place.
"Kashigyakya!"
"What are you standing there dazed for!"
Indra said.
Kashigyakya stood stiff, his eyes red and body trembling, standing there lost and helpless.
It wasn’t until Indra called out to him that he finally snapped back to reality.
Swish!
Kashigyakya turned his neck to look at Indra.
He shook his head, a mournful expression on his face, and brought his hands together in prayer.
"Teacher!"
"Toraga still has half his life hidden beneath my mother Pleiades Goddesses’ feet, must I truly sever my mothers’ feet?"
"I can’t do it!"
Kashigyakya said.
His bond with the Pleiades Goddesses was deep, and he could not bear, nor bring himself to cut off his mother’s feet.
Even if his mother was willing, he did not want to do it.
"Sever the feet?"
Indra muttered to himself, pondering these words.
The next moment, he couldn’t help but let out a snicker.
Hmph~
Would Toraga ever tell the truth?
Indra’s gaze flickered, recalling the mythological stories about Toraga.
If he remembered correctly, Toraga played a word game; he did not hide his life in the ankles of Kashigyakya’s mothers.
It was the place of Kashigyakya’s birth!
"Toraga is arrogant and conceited, but also sinister and cunning; his words are not lies, yet they may not necessarily be the truth!"
As soon as Indra finished speaking,
Toraga’s face instantly changed, looking at Indra with a combination of guilt and shock. He raised his large arm, reaching out towards Indra as if he couldn’t believe Indra had guessed the truth.
But the Vajra Pestle fell at that moment.
Bang!
Toraga’s head drooped, his body weakened, and he was once again engulfed in the tidal wave of the Three Realms’ sins.
What?! Not necessarily the truth?
Upon hearing this, Kashigyakya’s expression became pensive as he fell into deep thought.
"Teacher!"
"Are you saying that his life force isn’t in my mother Pleiades Goddesses’ feet, but in another mother, the Snow Mountain Goddess’ feet?"
Kashigyakya blinked, murmuring to himself.
"Tsk!"
"Is that a possibility!"
Indra shook his head.
He looked seriously at Kashigyakya and spoke in a measured tone.
"When you were first formed from Divine Power, you split into six parts, landing in the river waters, some falling onto lotus flowers, others among the reeds."
"It’s upon these that you were conceived and developed your body."
"In a sense!"
"These lotuses, these reeds, they are also your mothers!"
Indra said.
As his words fell, he raised his arm, brandishing the Vajra Pestle, and once again swung it down towards Toraga’s head.
Bang!
Toraga’s bulging eyes, once filled with terror, disappeared and quickly turned to agony.
His head swayed, drooping once more.
"I understand now!"
Kashigyakya had an epiphany.
"You understand then go!"
Indra swung his arm, striking Toraga’s head with another bang. "I can’t hold him down much longer; he’s starting to adapt!"
Indra’s eyes were intense.
He watched Toraga intently, unblinking.
The fiend was recovering more rapidly!
Kashigyakya had to hurry!
Swish!
Kashigyakya wasted no more time, transforming into a streak of rainbow light and flying out at breakneck speed.
"Ah!"
"My subordinates will come to my rescue!"
"The five Asura brothers!"
Toraga’s eyes snapped open, clenching his teeth as he erupted with tremendous force, transforming into an endless shockwave and bellowing in anger as he attempted to rise.
"They will not!"
"I’m the one who says that!"
Indra’s voice remained calm.
The Vajra Pestle fell once more, piercing through the powerful Divine Power, landing on Toraga’s head.
Bang!
With a muffled thud, Toraga’s head swooned, dizzily swaying.
"The Asura teacher Sukhacara, was particularly unhappy about your intentions to kill the Son of Mahadeva!"
"Your subordinates are merely overawed by your power, they live in dread because of you; apart from your three sons, who else would come to save you?!"
Boom!
Rumbling thunder!
Indra’s calm voice sounded like thunder in Toraga’s ears.
"Now let’s make a bet!"
"Kashigyakya and your three sons, let’s see who can get here first!"
Indra gripped the Vajra Pestle in both hands, swinging it down once again.
Boom!
