Chapter 406: Chapter 361: Beastmaster’s Treasure, I Won’t Oppose Lady Master’s Power! (Vote for Monthly Tickets!)_2
"Supreme Lord!"
"God of Gods!"
"Please, go and stop him!"
With palms pressed together, King Qiche looked anxiously towards Mahadeva.
Seeing this scene, Indra’s eyes sharpened, and he sighed. Shiva likely wouldn’t be able to do it.
Ax-wielding Rama was a devotee of Shiva!
And Shiva would definitely not strike his own devotee.
"How strange!"
"Has Ax-wielding Rama started cleansing the earth of kings?"
Indra was somewhat puzzled.
To his knowledge, after an Agni Ascetic was killed by a king, Ax-wielding Rama had completely erupted, sweeping across the land twenty-one times to exterminate all the Kshatriya kings upon the earth.
Why had it come so early now?
Swish!
Shiva’s expression became solemn.
A faint mist surrounded him as he flickered and vanished instantly within the palace.
"Mahadeva is about to take action?"
Sun God Surya’s face was filled with surprise.
The faces of King Qiche and his wife also brightened with joy.
"This auspicious ceremony, after all, our father is present, he surely wouldn’t want it to be interrupted!" Kashigyakya also blinked and murmured.
"..."
Hearing this, Indra glanced at Kashigyakya.
Kashigyakya was still too young!
He probably didn’t know that Ax-wielding Rama was a devotee of Shiva.
And towards his devotees, Shiva has always been the most tolerant, even to the point of indulgence.
"Don’t celebrate too early!"
Indra said.
At his words, Surya and Kashigyakya turned their heads to look, their expressions sinking, and they became astonished in an instant.
Whoooosh!
A faint mist descended, appearing on the main road in front of the city gate.
Shiva appeared with it.
He held the Trishula, its long handle swinging ceaselessly, the sound of the Damru drum echoing all around, causing Antaka to struggle in pain.
Thump, thump, thump...
The beating of the Damru drum sounded continuously.
This sound echoed, reaching the ears of Ax-wielding Rama.
Swish!
The Divine Axe in Ax-wielding Rama’s hand disappeared, a smile gracing his face as he folded his hands devoutly, gazing at the luminous figure before him.
"Om~"
"With folded hands I praise Lord Shiva, whose fragrance pervades the universe!"
"Like fruits freed from the vine, protect me from death to gain eternal life~"
"Om~"
"Shiva Shambha is revered, Moksha’s Suvar is revered!"
"God of Gods, Ruler of the Three Realms!"
"You are the beginning, you are the end!"
"With hair entwined, your throat stained blue!"
...
Ax-wielding Rama opened his mouth, smiling as he sang.
Shambha means bliss, the abode of happiness.
The meaning of Moksha’s Suvar is also quite simple—it is [Supreme Freedom].
One beautiful hymn after another flowed from the mouth of the Ax-wielding Rama, causing Shiva to reveal a smile, his expression gradually softening.
At this moment, Shiva stood opposite him.
The originally tense face gradually relaxed, revealing a gentle fatherly smile.
"Supreme Lord! My mentor!"
"God of Gods, Ruler of the Three Realms, the Alpha and Omega of all the world!"
"I praise you!"
"I have come for my mother’s chastity and penance—this is an act of Righteous Law, please don’t stop me!"
Ax-wielding Rama spoke.
Shiva looked intently at Ax-wielding Rama.
Then afterward, within his gaze behind Ax-wielding Rama, he saw the figure of Narayana.
This phantom of Narayana bore a warm smile, his hands pressed together in devotion.
Swish!
The next moment, Shiva stepped aside.
"I praise you, God of Gods!"
Ax-wielding Rama smiled in praise.
Inside the palace.
Kashigyakya’s eyes widened, staring incredulously at the scene.
Nonsense!
Appeased by just one hymn!
His father was so unreliable—roughly sung one hymn and had cleared the way.
Was it possible that if the other side sang another hymn, Shiva would run over to help them!
Humph!
Kashigyakya snorted coldly, his handsome face darkening.
"I should go!"
King Qiche voiced his worry and reached out to steady his daughter and wife, preparing to step forward.
"No need!"
Kashigyakya’s voice was resolute.
He stepped forward, and in his right hand, a Divine Spear flashed golden, landing with a thud on the white marble floor.
"My teacher!"
"Sani, Surya!"
"Stay here, I shall hold him off!"
Kashigyakya stood tall and erect, his brow furrowed into a ’frown’, his face showing a displeased and disgusted expression.
Swish!
In the next moment, his body flashed with golden light, and he vanished from that spot.
Indra raised an eyebrow slightly.
"I’ll go and take a look as well!"
No sooner had Indra spoken than his body swayed slightly, and he transformed into Divine Light, vanishing from everyone’s view in an instant.
The Sun God Surya’s expression was grave.
"No!"
"I must go too!"
Surya said.
He immediately transformed into a colossal sun, radiating brilliance, and shot forth at high speed.
"I cannot stand idly by, I’m going too!"
Sani spoke up.
"I’m coming as well!"
Manda, grasping Sani’s arm firmly, hurriedly said.
"Let’s go!"
The King and Queen of Kichaka also streamed out, one after another.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Outside the city of Mathigapura, figures successively appeared, all materializing here.
"They have finally arrived!"
Ax-wielding Rama’s gaze sharpened, and in an instant, he focused on the King of Kichaka.
He took large strides and advanced.
The arc of the Beastmaster’s Treasure’s axe blade glinted coldly.
As he moved, the world seemed to split open, and countless fierce winds sprung forth at the edge of the blade, giving rise to howling gales.
Rustle rustle rustle!
The wind swirled as Ax-wielding Rama approached the King of Kichaka.
"Halt, whoever approaches!"
Halt, whoever approaches! Halt, whoever approaches! Halt, whoever approaches!
Kashigyakya in his golden armor.
He rode atop a majestic peacock with colorful tail feathers, his golden Divine Spear in hand also emitting Divine Light, shining with endless radiance.
The Divine Spear in his hand was a gift from Parvati.
The Divine Spear held infinite power, no less impressive than the Beastmaster’s Treasure!
"Ax-wielding Rama!"
"I give you one last chance, leave this place, leave Mathigapura."
Kashigyakya, with the Divine Spear in hand pointed directly at Ax-wielding Rama below, spoke.
Swish!
Ax-wielding Rama looked up.
His eyes reflected Kashigyakya, and instantly he saw two radiant figures.
One clad in animal skin, wielding a Trishula, was undoubtedly Mahadeva Shiva; the other in a golden-red long dress, noble in demeanor and beautiful in visage, was unmistakably Parvati.
Seeing this scene, his expression remained calm, and he did not get angry over Kashigyakya’s words.
"Praise to the Son of Mahadeva!"
"Praise to the Son of the Goddess of the Snow Mountain!"
Ax-wielding Rama said calmly, with a smile.
Kashigyakya’s face soured.
"Ax-wielding Rama!"
"You injured the Devas, disturbing the auspicious moment of the union!"
"You are guilty!"
Kashigyakya roared deeply.
Flames ignited in his eyes, a ferocious fire burning like a golden sun, shining down, his aura enveloped by the Power of the Heavens, pushing his momentum to the peak.
Ax-wielding Rama looked directly at the person before him.
"Since Mahadeva has not stopped me, it means my actions align with the Righteous Law, and I have done no wrong!"
"Son of Mahadeva, Commander of the Heavenly Realm!"
"Step aside!"
Ax-wielding Rama said.
Upon hearing this, Kashigyakya couldn’t help but take a deep breath.
This fellow...
He had his own name, yet this fellow persisted in calling him ’Son of Mahadeva.’
Too much!
It’s excessive!
He trembled slightly, coldly eyeing Ax-wielding Rama below, his anger burning within.
This fellow had truly provoked him!
"I am Kashigyakya!"
"I am not only the Son of Mahadeva"
"No longer just the Commander of the Heavenly Realm, I am the Heavenly Emperor, the Guardian of the Heavenly Realm!"
Kashigyakya roared back, his voice echoing in all directions, shaking the void and causing the land to tremble and the mountains to shudder.
"So strong!"
"Unmatched!"
The Sun God Surya murmured.
"Such mighty strength!"
Indra glanced at Kashigyakya.
After attaining the Power of the Heavens, Kashigyakya had indeed become much stronger, enough to garner his attention.
Roar!!!
Kashigyakya’s gaze sharpened, emitting a low growl.
He grasped his Divine Spear tightly, Divine Power flowing into it, the surging force instantaneously unleashed.
Whoosh!
The Divine Spear cleaved through the void, heading straight for Ax-wielding Rama.
Ax-wielding Rama’s expression was indifferent.
Clasping the Beastmaster’s Treasure with both hands, he did not swing it but instead held the axe shaft across his chest, with no intention of obstructing the blow.
"The Lady Master’s Magical Treasure!"
"Out of respect for the Lady Master, I will not use the Supreme Lord’s power!"
Ax-wielding Rama declared.
Whoosh!
The Divine Spear hurtled downward, aimed at Ax-wielding Rama.
"What?"
Surya looked shocked.
"Ax-wielding Rama is actually not blocking; he’s doomed!"
Surya exclaimed.
He was no stranger to the Lady Master’s power; if Ax-wielding Rama didn’t have Shiva’s power, he definitely couldn’t withstand the spear infused with the Lady Master’s power.
"No!"
Indra shook his head slightly and began to speak slowly.
"Kashigyakya is finished!"
